Su Qingli's words flowed like a gentle stream, slowly passing through Ding Songyan and soothing both his body and mind.
After a while, he sniffed the few dried petals, imagining fields of silver osmanthus in full bloom amid their delicate, sweet fragrance.
"Is this the 'Charm the World' trait? Just a letter can make someone smile without realizing it..." Ding Songyan shook his head in amusement.
He put the letter and dried petals back into the envelope, folded it, and tucked it into the hidden inner pocket of his black martial outfit.
Leaving the alley, he said to Zheng Zhuxi:
"Senior sister, it's getting late. Shall we return to the Mountain Gate?"
He needed to tell his master about the news in Miss Xiaoqing's letter as soon as possible, as well as the matter involving the Accumulated Evil Path.
"All right." Zheng Zhuxi did not ask what letter her junior brother had just read.
By the time they returned to the Purple Tenuity Pavilion in the Hall of the Stars, only the sunset's fading glow remained. Zheng Zhuxi recounted everything they had encountered that day.
"The Accumulated Evil Path..." Dressed in her star-strewn black robe, Tao Wenshu sounded strangely wistful. "To think they would be the first to come investigating."
"Master, does the Accumulated Evil Path have an old grudge against our Xiaoming Sect?" Ding Songyan asked perceptively.
Tao Wenshu glanced at her daughter and disciple.
"The leader of the Accumulated Evil Path is the 'Devil Lord,' Qin Guanchan. When the wicked and the followers of the Outer Dao besieged our Xiaoming Sect years ago, he played a major part."
"Wasn't that two hundred and fifty or sixty years ago?" Ding Songyan was astonished, and so was Zheng Zhuxi.
As far as Ding Songyan knew, advancing from the Law Realm