In the Lakeside Cottage where Wen Qingfei lived, within the Wen clan's estate in Yi City, a graceful figure stood leaning by the window, repeatedly reading the urgent message that had just arrived from the Azure Cloud Sect by the scattered light spilling in from outside.
"Brother Fang, you really did advance..."
She smiled softly, a trace of wistfulness mingling with her relief.
Fang Qianyuan had always been someone she looked up to. To keep pace with him, she had cultivated tirelessly and finally reached Earth Rank.
Yet she had never imagined that, in these few short years, Fang Qianyuan would advance again, becoming one of the lofty leaders of a great sect.
Now he had even ascended to Heaven Tier, pursuing the supreme heights, like an immortal god standing high above the clouds and gazing down upon the mortal world.
Wen Qingfei could not help reflecting on whether chasing after him like this held any meaning at all, if she truly wished to share Brother Fang's heart and travel the world by his side.
But soon, resolve returned to her face.
"No, it still means something!"
"At the very least, I can already take control of my own life and fate..."
The naive stirrings of first love had long since faded. All these years, she had relied on persistence and devotion, never forgetting why she had begun. To her, following in Fang Qianyuan's footsteps was no longer merely about satisfying a young girl's unfulfilled romantic longing; it was also a pursuit of meaning in her own life.
She had never felt resentment or regret, because she clearly remembered what she herself had said.
She had said that Brother Fang was a great hero, a towering figure whose spirit soared to the clouds. If he sank into romantic attachments and