When Chu Xisheng sailed back to the Formless Divine Sect, Chu Yunyun happened to emerge from seclusion in the loft.
Watching him moor the Sun-Bathing Divine Vessel before the Heavenly Wave Residence and stand aboard as though nothing had happened, Chu Yunyun could not help narrowing her eyes.
This fellow had traveled nearly two hundred thousand li there and back in six whole hours just to see that woman once. What profound devotion.
She gave a silent snort but could not be bothered to expose him, stepping through the air straight onto the vessel.
"Where are Sect Master Luo and Mister Feng?"
Sect Master Luo naturally referred to the Astral Great Mage, Luo Hanzong.
The two had already arranged to head south with them to attend the founding ceremony in Xiushui Commandery.
"Sect Master Luo has his own flying artifact."
Chu Xisheng rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Mister Feng grew impatient waiting and left aboard Sect Master Luo's vessel."
In truth, upon hearing that Chu Xisheng had run off alone to the Li Tan Catacomb just before their departure, the two had set out first.
By now, the Taiwei Enclosure was already showing signs of revival.
Luo Hanzong had recruited more than seven thousand exceptionally gifted disciples and placed them in the Taiwei Enclosure to nurture and teach.
Thus, he no longer carried his divine artifact, the Zhou Tian Star-Dipper Cosmic Light Disc, with him. He could only leave it stationed within the Taiwei clouds to guard against external evils.
The artifact Luo Hanzong used for everyday travel had been replaced with a Ziwu Starlight Shuttle.
Compared with Chu Xisheng's Sun-Bathing Divine Vessel, it was practically like a modern elderly mobility car beside a sports car.
Yet Mad Sword Feng San would rather ride Luo Hanzong's much slower flying