A fine drizzle fell, and all Heaven and Earth seemed shrouded in mist as delicate as gauze.
The sudden shower brought a brief respite to this war-torn country. Although many spirit creatures could fly in the rain, they did so inefficiently and were easily affected by the rain and mist, losing their way.
Both the Central Province and the Southern Wilds relied on large numbers of flying spirit creatures to transport people and supplies, as well as relay messages. With these creatures hampered by the weather, the war's advance naturally had to pause.
These were only minor inconveniences, however. Both sides merely took the opportunity to rest and recover their strength, preparing for the great battles ahead.
The recent peace seemed more like the calm before a storm.
After escorting the Azure Cloud Eight Elites back to Tower City in Yinshan, Fang Qianyuan did not hurry to leave. Instead, he emerged from the shadows and openly rejoined the army.
However, he had already relinquished his position as Commander of the Allied Army. He no longer needed to concern himself with military affairs and was responsible only for protecting the Eight Geniuses.
Having heeded his warnings, the Azure Cloud Eight Elites were staying in camp to recuperate and would not be venturing out for the time being. With little need to worry about them, he was able to steal some leisure amid the bustle and enjoy an easy, carefree time.
Still, Fang Qianyuan's status was no longer ordinary. His every move stirred people's hearts, and even while he rested in camp, others kept an eye on him.
"Elder Fang, the Grand Elder requests your presence."
In the camp, a rather lovely Inner Disciple had been assigned to serve as a maid at Fang Qianyuan's refined lodge. One afternoon, she came to