Li Yishi had considerable talent. At only four hundred years old, he had reached the nascent soul middle stage and was even faintly approaching the threshold of the nascent soul late stage. However, he had spent years gaining experience away from home and had only returned to his sect a few years ago.
Who could have imagined that, upon his return, the Misty Immortal Sect would already be gone? Only after contacting his master with a Message Talisman had he learned that only the Water Moon School and the Bright Moon School remained.
Both schools were even on the Azure Mist Continent. Having just emerged from a Secret Realm, Li Yishi was utterly bewildered by all this news.
He had hurried back to the sect, only to find a crowd of unfamiliar sect disciples and unfamiliar junior brothers and sisters.
Although his master had reached the out-of-body stage, her complexion did not look particularly healthy.
Indeed, he was Shui Rao'er's chief disciple in the Water Moon School, the eldest senior brother who had never shown his face.
He had first seen Ming Yun during one of his journeys, when she was fighting a fourth-tier Demon Beast.
Her figure flitted unpredictably, dancing as freely as the wind. In Li Yishi's eyes, however, she looked like a fairy descended from the nine heavens.
After the female cultivator finished off the Demon Beast before her, she watched him with considerable wariness.
Li Yishi could tell that she had almost exhausted her spiritual qi in the fight. Her sleeves were also stained red with blood, suggesting that she had suffered serious injuries.
Li Yishi had originally intended to leave, but compassion suddenly stirred in his heart.
"You're badly injured. You need to heal."
The female cultivator pressed her lips together. Without saying a word,