Above a mirror-smooth lake.
Two figures streaked past, one behind the other, at tremendous speed. Their wake stirred ripples across the water, shattering their reflections before they formed again.
Granny Suyue glanced back at her disciple, a sigh in her eyes. "Yunzhi, I've just thought it over carefully. Since Li Ping said he beat that fiend Ten Thousand Souls until his Nascent Soul fled his body, and there are no other humans in this Land of Deathly Silence for him to possess, he might still be hiding in the Heavenly Craft Sect.
"We went to such lengths to pursue him here. We can't lose heart at the final step and let him keep bringing calamity upon the world. Shall we go back?"
"Master-"
Xiao Yunzhi raised her head and met Granny Suyue's concerned gaze.
She instantly understood what her master meant.
Though her master spoke of dealing with Ten Thousand Souls High Person, she was actually using that as an excuse to bring her back to the Heavenly Craft Sect and let her spend more time with Li Ping.
She did not want her disciple to act on impulse now and regret it later.
Xiao Yunzhi shook her head, her gaze firm. "Master, I've already considered it carefully. Let's return to Sea Pole Island."
"Oh, little Yunzhi." Granny Suyue stroked her disciple's head affectionately.
She knew this disciple shared her temperament: bold in love and hate, and unwilling to change a decision once she had made it.
She had only suggested returning because she did not want her disciple to carry regrets through life.
"Then let's return to Sea Pole Island."
At the end of that year.
Wei Yiling finally stabilized her Nascent Soul Realm cultivation and mastered the many divine abilities of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Her speed was