After leaving Boulder Valley, Su Yueli headed straight out of the Great Li Imperial City.
The once-in-a-century Immortal Dao Tournament held not the slightest appeal for her.
Who would claim first place, which sect would win glory—none of it had anything to do with her.
She had come to the Imperial City this time purely to watch a bit of mortal bustle and, while she was at it, uncover several blood debts from the past.
Now, Jiang Ran, the murderer who had killed Shen Qing'an, had been executed, and justice had been reclaimed.
And in Shen Huai'an's Dao heart, she had driven a poisoned thorn deep and hard.
As long as Shen Huai'an began to suspect the Azure Moon Sect, he would sooner or later dig up the truth of that year himself.
As for the vengeance for her parents...
Su Yueli let out a sigh. Her enemy was the young sect master of the Azure Cloud Sect, with formidable strength and no lack of powerful guards. She still lacked the power to take revenge.
Her purpose had temporarily been achieved. It was time to leave.
Yet after leaving the Imperial City and walking along the empty, desolate official road, Su Yueli's steps hesitated slightly.
The world was vast, and for a moment, she felt somewhat lost, not knowing where she ought to go.
There was no one left in this world whom she wished to see.
Daliu Village had fallen, the nameless mountain village had become ruins. She had no home, nor did she have a single living acquaintance left.
Such was the price of longevity: alone and solitary, walking a road whose end could not be seen.
"Phew..."
Su Yueli exhaled a heavy breath, and her gaze turned cold and resolute once more.
Since she had no worldly