The maid who had spoken first stood beside the painting scroll, smiling faintly as she watched these heaven's favored cultivators scramble to enter.
But at that moment—
An ill-timed voice rang out.
"Why are they going in there?"
A young cultivator with an honest-looking face grabbed someone and asked.
That person was already impatient. "Don't hold me back. I still have to compete—I can't fall behind, at the very least!"
"I see. It seems all the heroes of Water Province are here."
The cultivator's eyes lit up, as though he had spotted several familiar figures among them.
"So they must be formidable, then?"
"Of course!"
If they were not formidable, how would they dare enter Phoenix-Tail Water Kingdom?
"I'll give it a try too!"
The young cultivator broke free and headed over as well.
Only when the maid saw him did her pupils contract slightly. "Why is it him?"
Who else could the newcomer be but Wind and Clouds?
Ever since Wind and Clouds had appeared, all manner of rumors had spread about him.
For some unknown reason, some claimed he was a disciple of a great sect, while others said he came from the ranks of Rogue Cultivators.
There was no definite information.
Yet without a doubt, from the day this young cultivator arrived in Water Province, wherever he went, a storm had risen—just like his name.
The Sword Sect had been the first of Water Province's three great Immortal Sects to be challenged at its doorstep by this man!
They worshipped the strong. Wind and Clouds's first battle after entering Water Province had begun with the Sword Sect.
"It's good that he came. Perhaps he might suit the ancestor's wishes."
The maid glanced at him and suppressed her surprise. She had not expected him to come, but recalling