The Heavenly Derivation Sect.
Pearl-Gem Peak.
Yan Yun tapped her fingers lightly. The tea utensils flew, spirit water flowed into the pot, and a gentle flame already burned beneath it. As a cultivator, she no longer did much by hand when she did not have to.
Only after everything was done.
Did Yan Yun slowly speak. "Uncle-Master Bai, isn't your ascension taking rather a long time? There hasn't been so much as a stir all this time."
"Tsk, the road ahead is sealed. Even becoming an immortal won't get you to the Immortal Realm." Bai Xuanling reclined lazily on a white jade chair, answering as though she were spouting nonsense.
"That doesn't seem to be what you told my master before."
"Does that even need thinking about? Naturally, I was pulling your master's leg for fun."
Faced with such a powerful, irrefutable reason, Yan Yun could only smile helplessly.
She did not know about other sects, but the position of Sect Leader in the Heavenly Derivation Sect... truly failed to stir the slightest desire to compete for it.
Yan Yun did not immediately continue her questions.
Instead, she waited for the gentle flame to bring the spirit tea to a boil, then poured Bai Xuanling a cup herself.
Whatever needed doing by hand, Yan Yun would still do herself.
Only after this did Yan Yun slowly ask:
"You've been staying behind closed doors on Pearl-Gem Peak all this time, seeing no one except Lingyu. You've already become an immortal, and your old problems with your state of mind are gone. Shutting your doors to visitors isn't your style."
Bai Xuanling propped herself up and said with a slight smile:
"So, according to you, drawing my sword and going out to kill everyone I once found an eyesore would be my