Yu Ci raised his head to look at the lofty cliff towering into the night sky. The gentle light of the bright moon shone down, while clouds beneath the cliff spread like a veil of gauze, drifting upward from within. He seemed able to feel their softness, like silk gliding across his skin.
The sheer cliff face, steep as though carved by a blade, stirred a little melancholy and a few memories in him. Naturally, what surged up were scenes from Sky Rift all those years ago.
He vaguely remembered that there had also been high cliffs and misty clouds. Though it had not been this sky or this weather, and though the tearful boy and that elusive, unfathomable immortal maiden were nowhere to be seen, the person he was about to meet had an exceedingly close connection to those two. Thus, Yu Ci could always draw from it a feeling almost like an illusion. It made him feel as though he himself had become overly sentimental.
In the end, he could only laugh heartily and leap onto the high cliff.
The meeting place was not far from the Sea Merchant Guild's market, and the timing was extremely close as well. From this, it was clear that Ye Chi's style was quite straightforward. She had no intention of delaying any longer.
Moreover, she was somewhat wary of the Sea Merchant Guild as well. Otherwise, would it not have saved more trouble to meet directly in the market?
He ascended the cliff without a sound. Thanks to the peculiar traits of Three-Party Primordial Energy, the other party had not detected his arrival.
A slender figure stood alone against the wind with her back to him, possessing an unworldly grace beneath the moon. A sword rested on her narrow shoulders, and several