Something strange had recently happened at the top of the White Pagoda District.
This had originally been Ye Xiu's residence. Under normal circumstances, with a great cultivator living here, the flowing spiritual energy nearby would be drawn in and solidified.
For that very reason, the residences of most great cultivators remained much the same as they had always been, even as the years flowed by and generations changed.
Ye Xiu was someone who disliked clouds and rain.
Thus, the very summit of the White Pagoda always stood between heaven and earth, glimmering with a faint light.
Even wind and rain had to take a detour around it.
Yet ever since his return these past few days, everyone had seen white mist lingering overhead at all times. Though no rain had fallen, it still left people deeply curious.
"Could the gentleman have run into some troubling matter?"
"Could it be related to that person from Southern Province who came a few days ago?"
"I heard that Southern Province woman lured away an Academy cultivator. That cultivator had been highly regarded by the gentleman and was already slated to take over the Alliance's new administration..."
Life in the Inner City was peaceful and stable. Moreover, the Alliance did not place much importance on so-called rules and authority. The Alliance cultivators, who had always prided themselves on having risen from independent cultivators, were themselves fond of gossip, and naturally could accept becoming the subject of gossip as well.
So long as they did not cross the line, even publicly joking about the gentleman within the Alliance would not bring Alliance punishment.
Of course, whether the old residents of the city, those deeply attached to him, would block their path and teach them a lesson was something no one could guarantee.
The Inner City