Mount Fangcun, Little Green Peak.
Five years had passed since the battle in the East Sea.
Zhou Jing was now known as the East Sea Dao Venerable, a Supreme Grandmaster whose might weighed upon the world.
The world was still marveling that he had once stood in for the Taihua Sect's master. Now he was its master in truth.
And because of him, Little Green Peak was no longer an ordinary place.
When Elder Nian learned of it, he murmured, "I raised a Supreme Grandmaster!"
It was as though a spring breeze had swept through overnight.
Every blade of grass and every tree on Little Green Peak had taken on a different meaning—
This was where the man who had become a Supreme Grandmaster in a single sixty-year cycle had once cultivated.
Once merely among the foremost of Mount Fangcun's thirty-six lineages, the peak had leapt past Cloud-Reaching Peak to become the foremost lineage.
For the past two years, disciples hoping to join Little Green Peak had arrived in an endless stream.
Nong Mu, Mount Fangcun's current sect master, had done nothing to stop the tide.
Within the sect, silence prevailed.
Yet Little Green Peak was a far cry from what it had once been.
That day, in the bamboo grove behind Little Green Peak—
"Do you think... Junior Brother Zhou will return to Little Green Peak?"
A woman in green spoke softly, her words seeming to drift through a dream.
It was Lü Qingyu of Little Green Peak. "Junior Sister Qingyu, Brother Jing is now the Dao Venerable, the supreme figure of an entire Dao."
"Isn't it a little inappropriate to keep calling him your junior brother?"
The barefoot woman standing beside her was Xiao Wan'er, another elder of Little Green Peak.
The two had often quarreled in the