Distant mountains rose in layers of emerald, and a long wind swept along the road.
Several streaks of sword light cut through the air above the clouds. Robes fluttered and spiritual light shone like rainbows as they sped straight toward Blackwater Town.
The young man at their head had handsome features and a tall, straight bearing. Radiance flowed across the sword beneath his feet, setting him off like a jade tree in the wind, with something of a youthful hero favored by heaven.
He was none other than Ye Tianchen, the prodigy whose fame had recently eclipsed all others in the Heavenly Pivot Sect.
Beauties accompanied him on either side, each charming in her own way-the close female companions who had traveled with him all along.
They chatted and laughed in a relaxed mood. With an adorable junior sister to his left, a seductive demoness to his right, and a gentle childhood sweetheart who understood his heart behind him, Ye Tianchen was surrounded by lovely smiles and laughter, truly riding high on the spring breeze of success.
His junior sister, Lin Muyao, traveled beside him. Growing impatient with the journey, she could not help knitting her delicate brows and complaining in a sweet voice, "Hmph, how ridiculous. The Purple Dusk Empire had a thousand-year-old imperial court, yet instead of keeping its throne, it voluntarily handed its entire country over to some Great Xia, announcing it to the world and stirring up its whole territory."
She lightly bit her pearly lip, her tone making it clear that she felt indignant on Ye Tianchen's behalf.
"And that Eldest Princess of Purple Dusk, too, making trouble for no reason. What couldn't she say through a message? Why insist that Tianchen come see her in person? He just forged a supreme-grade Golden Core. This