Inside the palace at the very summit of Azure Dragon Mountain.
Little Azure Dragon's enormous body coiled around the beams and pillars, while its scale-covered head, as large as a carriage, stretched toward Windmist True Person as though seeking affection.
Even alone, Windmist True Person still wore her veil. She stroked Little Azure Dragon's head, her eyes distant. "If Senior Brother Xu hadn't volunteered to stay behind and cover our retreat back then, Xiao Qing, do you think we could have escaped safely?"
Two hundred years ago, the Bloodshadow Church had invaded the Nine Chariots Kingdom, while the nations of the Western Wasteland stood by and watched.
At that desperate moment, Senior Brother Xu had told her to lead the Heavenly Profound Sect disciples to safety first. He had stayed behind alone to hold off the enemy and ultimately perished.
Just now, Wang Li's death in battle for the Immortal City had reminded her of her senior brother. That was why she had decided to let the Wang Family redeem their wrongdoing through meritorious service, sending Dai Sangyu a voice transmission ordering her to show them leniency.
A humanlike expression appeared in Little Azure Dragon's eyes. It nuzzled Windmist True Person affectionately, seemingly comforting her and urging her not to remain lost in the past. Windmist True Person sighed, then picked up the pile of items beside her and began examining them carefully.
These were none other than the contents of the Storage Bag Li Ping had "carelessly" dropped at the Ten Thousand Arts Pavilion.
Han Xingyan had waited several days, but the owner had never come looking for it. To identify the owner and return the Storage Bag, he had been forced to open it, hoping its contents would reveal who it belonged to.
To his surprise, apart from