Light Clouds Emerging from the Valley, Unmatched in This World

This was completely unlike the bearing of someone hiding his identity.

What he wanted was for the upper echelons of Chaotic Cloud Heaven to know that the shit-stirrer who had thrown Kun Cang into a storm of upheaval had returned!

He also needed to draw one person's attention.

That person was Dawa!

In Tibetan, it meant "moon."

Yes, this moon had once been shrouded by "Qing Yan." In the Qianlong Heavenly King's understanding, perhaps she was still as unfathomable as "Qing Yan" today.

But Lin Xiaosu wanted to meet her.

He wanted to know whether the light mist upon that moon had dispersed.

An ordinary Nirvana Adept from the former Hydra was not worth his making such elaborate preparations for, but Dawa was an exception!

What she had done that day had given him a trace of warmth.

For the sake of that warmth, he had to give her an opportunity...

Time passed minute by minute.

Noon arrived.

Suddenly, an alteration occurred in the auras to the north of Chaotic Cloud City, in the direction of Two Realms Mountain.

Floating clouds rose, fierce winds swept forth, and for a moment, all the grass and trees in the mountains stirred together.

A swath of floating clouds rolled in like a mat being unfurled. An elegant, distinctive umbrella appeared amid the clouds, spun once, and arrived atop the cliff north of the city.

Everyone in the city raised their heads together, staring at the umbrella and the person beneath it.

Feng Ji's eyes snapped open on the bed, and she crossed to the balcony in a single step.

Her sharp gaze pierced through ten miles of open sky, fixing upon the man on the northern cliff.

"Did you see the line on that umbrella? 'Light clouds emerge from the valley, unmatched in