As the time for Zixiao Palace's second sermon drew near, the side hall where Kong Xuan was in seclusion remained shrouded in five-colored rosy light.
Qing Xuan did not disturb Kong Xuan. He merely left behind a wisp of divine sense to inform her where they were going.
Chaos had neither sun nor moon.
An ancient Dao palace hung in the depths of boundless Chaos. Though the surrounding chaotic currents constantly scoured it, the three Great Dao divine characters above its gates remained clearly visible.
By the time Qing Xuan and Qing Yi passed through the final layer of chaotic turbulence, quite a few figures had already gathered outside the palace gates.
Compared to the first sermon, everyone was noticeably more composed this time. They stood about in small groups, discussing their insights into the Immortal Dao over the years.
Nuwa, dressed in an apricot-yellow immortal gown, had originally been standing beside Fuxi. Upon seeing the two of them, she stepped forward to greet them first.
"Big Sister Qing Yi."
After greeting Qing Yi, she looked at Qing Xuan and asked with a smile, "When you left Phoenix Perch Mountain, Fuxi said you still intended to seek out the other Five Directional Flags. Judging by this, the journey must have gone rather smoothly?"
"We got all the flags," Qing Yi said.
Nuwa's eyes lit up slightly. Just as she was about to ask more, Qing Yi added, "And we brought someone back with us."
"Who?" Nuwa asked curiously.
"Yuanfeng's daughter, Kong Xuan."
Qing Yi tilted her head and glanced at Qing Xuan. "She is Qing Xuan's disciple now."
Nuwa was genuinely surprised this time. "Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan took on a disciple?"
Hearing the surprise in her tone, Qing Xuan could not help but smile. "Is it really so