Demon Hunter

After everyone had left.

Zhao Xuanji stroked his chin, shaking his head one moment and nodding faintly the next, as though he were wrestling with his own thoughts.

Watching him, Ye An hesitated before asking tentatively, "Sect Master... is there something you need this disciple to do? I won't let the Sect down."

Zhao Xuanji came back to himself and laughed at Ye An's show of loyalty. "Nothing. Once we return to the Sect, you'll be the Four Symbols Sect's Chief Disciple. Do you have any questions about the martial path, or any plans of your own?"

Ye An thought for a moment, then answered with deliberate care. "This disciple has only one goal now."

"Use the four sects' sacred cultivation grounds to raise my True Essence cultivation... and then reach the Gathered Origin Realm!"

Zhao Xuanji was not surprised to hear those last words.

What stirred him was that Ye An had said "the four sects' sacred cultivation grounds," not the "Four Symbols Origin-Returning Array."

Ye An was telling him, without a doubt, that he had begun learning the Martial Arts of all Four Halls.

And he intended to transform the True Essence from all four internal arts into Origin Energy together!

Such comprehension and ambition were... terrifying beyond belief.

Zhao Xuanji looked at Ye An and thought, Did the heavens give the Four Symbols Sect a Ye An because the Hanging Sword Sect produced Chu Fengxing?

Though Xuanji meant "mysteries of heaven," Zhao Xuanji did not believe in fate. He patted Ye An on the shoulder. "Come on. Hall Master Zhu has probably nearly brought the disciples back to the Sect by now. We should go too."

Ye An did not follow at once. "Sect Master, this disciple has one more matter to attend to. I need to