In Green Luo, the clouds scattered and the sun shone bright, the sky and mountains a single expanse of deep jade blue.
Wang Qiyun had made a rare trip home to spend time with Shen Shu and see their child.
Xiao Wen had been overseeing Horse-Tethering Road these past few days. This junior brother was full of ideas and had urged his senior brother early on to return to the peak and visit his wife and son.
He had been uneasy about leaving, but had finally been persuaded. Only as he walked along did Wang Qiyun come to his senses. Remembering his child's face, he chuckled foolishly.
Returning on the wind, the first place he saw was Frostreturn Peak, Junior Brother Xiao Wen's peak. A Junior Brother Xing Fang seemed to have recently arrived there. He had yet to meet him and ought to find time for a visit.
Wang Qiyun continued onward and saw Colorful Cloud Peak. Martial Aunt Si'an would probably break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining before long. She was of the Wen bloodline, after all, with exceptional talent and aptitude.
"What a pity."
Wang Qiyun felt a pang of regret. The Wen clan had once been the temple's main lineage. Though few in number, they had all possessed outstanding talent and aptitude. In the old days, Wen disciples had occupied every peak; the peaks had never been so empty.
Why had it happened, really?
At the thought, Wang Qiyun felt a faint chill, as though he had returned to the past.
He had been only a boy then, watching with his own eyes as the sect's gates were breached and elders and fellow disciples died one after another.
Thinking back now, something seemed suspicious. Why had it felt as though the Wen Household