Half a month later, another extraordinary phenomenon appeared within the Taihua Sect.
Another blazing "Great Sun" rose from Zhenhai Island, and the spiritual energy and Pure Yang energy between heaven and earth climbed once more.
This time, the sect's disciples were somewhat accustomed to it.
As three colossal spirit-gathering formations rose from the ground, an illusory Dharma body appeared in the sky. It drew in fifty upper-grade spirit veins and arranged them across Whisperwind Island into a network of spiritual arteries.
All the disciples knew their sect master was behind it.
More astonishing still, this was only the beginning.
That day.
You accompanied the Moon Venerable to the sect gates to welcome your guests.
The two women at the front were familiar faces: Jiang Yingshuang and Jiang Yingxue, the sisters from Little Green Peak on Mount Fangcun. Their features were seventy to eighty percent alike. They had come on behalf of the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect, followed by formation masters the sect had gathered from various quarters.
Jiang Yingxue was no longer as cold and distant as she had once been. There was a touch more warmth about her.
Jiang Yingshuang was the first to offer a formal greeting. "Greetings, Sect Master Chen."
"Patriarch Dixiang has assembled all the rare treasures you requested."
She gestured toward those behind her. "These fellow Daoists are skilled in formations and come from the Artifact Refining Valley and the Clear Void Hall."
You greeted them with a smile. "Sorry for the trouble, both of you."
Jiang Yingxue's gaze lingered on you. A trace of bewilderment remained in her expression. She found it hard to reconcile this Taihua Sect master, whose might shook the region, with the Zhou Jing she had known on Little Green Peak.
Jiang Yingshuang's bright eyes, meanwhile, had been drawn to