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"Han Feiyu became the sect master's disciple?"

That caught Ji Yuan by surprise. He immediately recalled something Du Wanyi had told him a few days earlier.

Du Wanyi had said that Han Feiyu, Feng Yichen, and several others seemed to have taken on another mission. As soon as Han Feiyu entered the Nine Nether Grotto-Heaven, he had headed straight for Ghost Flood Dragon Lake.

Now, barely back from the Nine Nether Grotto-Heaven, he had been accepted as a disciple by Profound Water True Person.

He had probably completed that mission.

"That's right."

As Li Changhe spoke, he led Ji Yuan into a pavilion atop the mountain.

The mountain rose quite high. Perhaps because of the Li Family Island's protective formation, the clouds and mist lay below its peaks.

Cranes could occasionally be seen soaring among the clouds, while rainbows hung farther away.

Damn. No wonder this was the island of a founding veteran, Ji Yuan thought.

Then again, the fact that the Li Family could call it Li Family Island said everything.

Ji Yuan remembered passing nearby when he had first joined the Water Dragon Sect and traveled through the Boundless Marsh.

Yet he had not seen this island back then.

Today, though, it had stood plainly before him.

"Come. I know you don't like being the center of attention, so I didn't make a grand production of it. Otherwise, the Li Family would have pulled out all the stops, paving thirty miles of clouds with gold and stone to welcome you here."

"No, no. This is perfect."

Ji Yuan meant it.

On the way over, he had worried that the Li Family might put on such a lavish welcome that he would not know how to act.

This was much better. There were no other guests, either; it felt