From Desolate City to the main branch-a single step into the heavens!
"Rooaar!"
In the spectator area reserved for Desolate City, countless disciples flushed with excitement, pounding their chests and unleashing earthshaking roars! This was the greatest glory the Desolate City branch had known in thousands of years!
From this day forward, they would not merely guard a city on the frontier. They would hold a true place at the heart of the Lineage!
Yun Lie drew a deep breath, suppressing the excitement surging in his chest. With the five equally exhilarated clansmen behind him, he turned toward the platform and all the Yun Clan disciples gathered there. Together, they clasped their fists and bowed solemnly!
They said little, but their straight backs and blazing gazes spoke volumes.
Thunderous applause swept through the crowd, every gaze filled with respect.
"We won! Dad! We won! Awooo!" Yun Poxiao was beside himself with excitement, blood and tears mingling on his face. Seeing his father, Yun Xiao, open his arms, he charged over without a second thought, howling as he went, eager for a gloriously hearty father-and-son bear hug.
But halfway there, his collar tightened, and Yun Lie hauled him aside by the scruff.
Yun Xiao never even glanced at his foolish son. He strode forward and pulled his wife, who was also weeping with excitement, tightly into his arms. Husband and wife gently touched foreheads, sharing this immense, hard-won glory.
Yun Poxiao: "..." His outstretched arms froze in midair. Looking at his parents embracing, he scratched his head and gave a guileless grin. He supposed this was how it ought to be.
Over on Southern Mountain's side, the twin sisters chattered around their mother. Yun Baotang had slipped over to his father, Yun Lan, at some point. Watching the jubilation in Desolate