Shu, Brocade Capital.
The Great Mystery Blessed Land.
This blessed land had recovered completely, revealing its former splendor once more. It formed a Secret Realm of its own, encompassing Rainbow-Washed, Great Mystery, and the other mountains, with many Immortal Dao cultivators coming and going.
On Great Mystery Mountain, inside the hall at its summit.
Wen Si'an took the letter, her gaze deep and distant. The aura of her Divine Abilities fluctuated, Gui Water energy flowing and transforming around her. Her emotions seemed unsettled, and she pressed the secret letter down on the table.
Xu Ming waited before her. These past few days, he had been traveling around Shu, occasionally dealing with the Wei clan.
Some days earlier, a message from the sect had said they would return to the orthodox Fengxuan tradition and place themselves beneath a Mystic Lord's Great Dao. Xu Ming had already made some guesses, assuming it referred to the Golden Core backing their sect.
Now another letter had arrived, probably concerning the same matter. But... why did his mother look so troubled?
He refrained from asking and waited quietly.
Only after a long while did he hear a deep sigh from the table. Looking up, he saw tears streaming down his mother's face.
"Mother?"
"Your maternal grandfather has been avenged."
Wen Si'an seemed to expend tremendous effort saying those words, biting out each syllable before continuing:
"Your father stormed Dust-Sweeping and took the heads of three generations of the An clan to honor our predecessors' spirits in heaven."
Those words seemed to send fierce wind and thunder hurtling into his face, carrying the heavy scent of blood and fire. Xu Ming, who had been living peacefully in Shu, felt his heart quake.
"Father... was he hurt?"
"The letter didn't mention it. I'll see when I return.