They were back!
It was all back!
Ouyang gazed toward the Azure Cloud Sect. After a few days away from the sect, he felt a little stirring in his heart.
The closer they drew to the Azure Cloud Sect, the richer the Heaven and Earth Essence became.
Ouyang took a deep breath, his expression relaxing a little, and said with a look of satisfaction, "Not bad. Smells like home."
Beside him, Leng Qingsong was also smiling as he flew on his sword. Having lived in the Azure Cloud Sect for over a decade, he had long since come to regard this place as home.
Only Hu Tutu, who was steering the Paper Crane, wanted nothing more than to hurry back to Little Mountain Peak and eat the chicken her third senior brother cooked. Although the Mortal World was lively, she really did not like it.
The three had just reached the sect's boundary when two figures riding swords stopped them.
One of the youths cupped his hands toward the three of them and said, "This is Azure Cloud Sect territory. May I ask what brings you fellow Daoists... you're Ouyang?"
Ouyang looked over. The one guarding the gates today was an acquaintance: Ma Xingye, whom Steward Sun had helped win during the Outer Sect competition!
The world really was small. Still, this Ma Xingye was doing pretty well. After enduring a thousand hardships to enter the Azure Cloud Sect's Inner Sect, he had finally managed to land himself a life of guarding its gates.
As the saying went: ten years studying by a cold window, a security guard overnight.
What a promising future. He had skipped thirty years of struggle outright.
Although Ma Xingye's methods had been somewhat underhanded, Ouyang did not want to hold it against him. He took