Several days later.
A blue-and-white flying boat streaked through the sky, as swift as a beam of light, almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
A young cultivator in azure robes stood aboard with his hands behind his back. His features were handsome, his face sharply sculpted, and his eyes looked calmly ahead.
Yet anyone who met his gaze now would have found his pupils crystalline and luminous, like a heavenly abyss-brimming with power, unfathomably deep, his thoughts impossible to read.
His destination was no longer the Xu Family's former home at Blackwater River, but Flying Cloud Valley, where their old enemies, the Qiu Family, had once resided.
Who else could he be but Lin Changheng, who had left Jade Belt Lake several days earlier?
Lin Changheng had never visited since the Xu Family moved its core ancestral grounds, so he had specifically obtained a regional map of the Purple Pole Sect's northwestern territory before setting out.
Flying Cloud Valley was now less than a hundred li away. He would arrive shortly.
Suddenly, Lin Changheng frowned slightly. He could faintly hear violent explosions and furious, teeth-gritted shouts carried from afar by the wind.
Given his temperament, Lin Changheng had no intention of meddling in battles between cultivators.
Even if he could casually wipe out the two combatants as easily as crushing two tiny insects, he still preferred not to get involved.
"If it doesn't concern you, hang it high out of reach" was a perfect description of Lin Changheng.
Unless someone dared bring the fight right before him and even tried to provoke him-that would be another matter.
But he was close to the Xu Family's Flying Cloud Valley residence now. This battle might involve their cultivators, so he naturally had to take a look. If they were in