A Late-Night Visit

Duan Rong's eyes flickered.

No wonder Divine Intent Gate had released the news of Zhuang Tairu forming his Nascent Soul so early, drawing investigation from every sect. They wanted to establish the matter as fact throughout the Nine Provinces.

It was all to prepare for the passing of the sect's Old Ancestor, preventing unrest from all sides.

That it would lead Taiyi Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect to form an alliance had never been part of their calculations. Once the truth came to light, such an alliance would naturally crumble like a landslide.

Afterward, Duan Rong asked some more about Cloud Floating Peak. Zhu He had only just taken over as sect master and was naturally extremely busy. Fan Hongjiao, Wu Shidao, and the others had also gone out on assignments and were not on the peak at all.

Duan Rong chatted with Xi Men Kan Kan for nearly two hours before Xi Men Kan Kan hurried off beneath the cover of night. Cloud Floating Peak was a chaotic bustle, and he was no exception, with a heap of work in his hands. Had Shen Mizhi not gone to tell him that Duan Rong had returned, he would not have come at all.

After Xi Men Kan Kan left, Duan Rong sat in the hall and took a sip of clear tea. His master, Zhu He, had become sect master, and he was naturally happy for him, but that was all. In Duan Rong's present state of mind, he no longer cared much for such worldly affairs. The only thing he cared about was cultivation.

After Xi Men Kan Kan left, Xiao Yu and Zhu Xiaoqi emerged from the Inner Room.

Looking at the mistress and servant, Duan Rong smiled. "What? Still want to hear ghost stories?"

Xiao Yu