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"I can fly! I can fly!"

In a valley not far from the Yellow River, Bi Xiao danced through the air atop a trail of cloudlight.

Bi Xiao flew higher and higher. Once she reached a certain height, a wave of scorching heat rushed straight at her. The blast disrupted the circulation of her mana, and before she could react, the cloudlight beneath her feet was scattered by the searing air.

Bi Xiao cried out in alarm and hurriedly formed a hand seal, channeling her mana in an attempt to steady herself. But her cultivation was ultimately too shallow. In the five years since Yu Chen had saved her, she had spent the first four learning all manner of fundamentals. She had only truly begun breathing exercises a year ago, and the mana accumulated within her body was far too meager. After hanging in midair for a moment, she ran out of strength and fell from the sky.

Zhao Gongming and Yun Xiao, who had long been watching from below, could not help frowning. Yun Xiao, who had cultivated for over a year longer than her younger sister, summoned clouds beneath her feet and soared into the air. She caught Bi Xiao, pulled her before her, and said unhappily, "Teacher has long said that we must not leave the dojo at will. You have only just learned the art of soaring through the air. How could you act so recklessly?"

At those words, Bi Xiao immediately did not dare say anything further. She merely looked pitifully toward her eldest brother nearby.

Zhao Gongming turned his head away, wearing an expression that said he was powerless to help.

All four of them were orphans. Their parents had died early; otherwise, all four would not have ended up as sacrifices.

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