Year

Just like the Celestial Human Sect back then: several great powers within the sect became embroiled in scandal, and the sect's reputation plummeted. The great powers of the Celestial Human Sect left en masse, while the remaining disciples merged into the Hehe Sect. Only after more than a thousand years of lying low did it finally fade into history.

The demonic corruption incident in Four Directions City seemed more like someone behind the scenes could not bear to see the cultivation world remain too peaceful, and had thus maliciously plotted such a vile event. It was telling them that demons were about to return to the human world.

News that the old master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion had long since died reached Yonglu Mountain. Gu Wufang had barely settled into his seat before he had to hurry nonstop to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion again, without even time for a sip of water. The incense he had burned at Radiant Buddha Temple on the first day of the New Year had truly been useless.

Gu Wufang left Yonglu Mountain with his people in a fury, while Wen Xu finally breathed in the long-missed, piercingly cold air of Springless Peak.

Though the air at the Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect was also bitterly cold, Springless Peak was indeed far more comfortable.

"A-Xu, you finally came! Your master has missed you terribly! Hm? You advanced again? See, going out to have fun really can change your state of mind, can't it? Didn't your master say so? Why do you smell like..."

Wen Xu hurriedly sniffed himself. No way—he had already had Chunchou heat three whole buckets of water for him to wash with, and had even rinsed himself with Feichun Grass, something like pomelo leaves. That smell should have been gone, right? Ugh,