"Good. Let's return to the sect."
Zhang Yuan nodded and glanced at the standard cyan Daoist robes Xia Ying and her three companions wore. Committed to playing his part to the hilt, he turned, transforming his white Daoist robe into a similar green robe.
Zhang Yuan looked himself over and nodded in satisfaction.
Green robes and a sword, the bearing of a Sword Immortal. Surely I don't look like a Demon Fiend now. If anyone still calls me a Demon Fiend at first sight, I'll really have to wonder whether the problem lies with me.
To avoid wasting too much time traveling to the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea, Zhang Yuan had Xia Ying point out the direction. With a sweep of his sleeve, he shrank the four of them and gathered them into it, then rode a streak of golden light away through the sky.
The Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea sounded like a mysterious sect name, but its meaning was actually quite simple.
A palace stood on a mountain to the east, beside the Azure Sea. That was the true meaning of the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea.
Flying along the coast for several hours, Zhang Yuan finally made out the distant outline of the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea.
An unbroken mountain range lay wreathed in sea mist, with countless magnificent palaces rising among its peaks. To the east stretched the boundless Azure Sea.
They approached the entrance to the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea.
Zhang Yuan found a spot and released Xia Ying and her three companions from his sleeve.
The four of them were dizzy and disoriented. It took them quite a while to recover their senses.
"Let's go."
Zhang Yuan had no identification for