Li Yang swore he had genuinely forgotten about this.
He had died once himself back then and was still steeped in grief over Ning Xi sacrificing herself for him. Looting Holy Son Qianyang's resources had simply been a matter of habit.
"Come with me." A young woman in a pure white dress stepped out of the void and appeared before Li Yang.
Sects generally had restrictions in place, yet this young woman dared to travel through the void. She had to be someone important in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
He stepped onto her flying sword, and they passed through the void again, arriving outside the Tai Xi Mountain Range.
The people who had come to demand the women's return all had terrifying auras, but unusually, none had arrived in a rage.
One middle-aged man in particular was all smiles, seemingly in an excellent mood.
"You can have them back. Exchange resources for them." Facing these powerful figures, the young woman in white showed not the slightest tension on her pretty face. She even held firm control of the situation.
Though they had their objections, they all complied, each taking out a storage ring.
After checking their contents, she tossed them all to Li Yang.
Li Yang accepted them and found they were filled with top-grade resources he could use.
He had no habit of keeping caged songbirds. He opened Holy Son Qianyang's minor world, and the female cultivators inside rushed out in a crowd.
Back then, they had witnessed Li Yang slay Holy Son Qianyang from within the minor world, but none had possessed Xing Luozhi's courage to risk her life to save him.
Once they emerged, several threw themselves into the arms of the powerful figures and wept uncontrollably.
After Holy Son Qianyang's death, the influence his physique had