Yin-Yang Sect, Rear Mountain.
"Haah..."
White Crane Fairy sat at her desk, staring at the barely half-written letter, unable to bring herself to write another word.
"To Fellow Daoist Ye, personally."
"Since we parted after the Yin-Yang Dao Seizure, I have recently heard that you have taken charge of the Supreme Clarity Palace and earned widespread renown. I, too, feel great admiration for you..."
She read those two lines softly, then stopped helplessly.
What should she write next?
Should she invite Ye Li out directly?
Or first ask whether he was willing to meet her?
White Crane Fairy rubbed her brow, her head aching.
Every time she took up her brush, she remembered the sight of those prodigies dying at Ye Li's hands during the Yin-Yang Dao Seizure.
She had only returned safely because she had harbored no ill intentions toward him back then.
And now she was supposed to go looking for death herself?!
If she really followed Wuguang True Cultivator's wishes and tricked Ye Li into coming out, regardless of whether the plan succeeded...
The sect would probably throw her straight into the line of fire.
Ye Li still could not overcome her sect's True Cultivator.
But he certainly would not need a second kick to kill her!
"Maybe I should leave out meeting him for now..."
White Crane Fairy bit her lip and poised her brush over the letter again.
Just then.
An utterly frigid voice suddenly rang out from high above!
"Wu Guang!"
"Get out here!!"
White Crane Fairy's hand shook in fright!
Before she could react, a deafening rumble followed!
BOOM!!!
The ground beneath her suddenly heaved upward!
The desk and chair were tossed into the air together, and the surrounding walls abruptly cracked!
A powerful sense of weightlessness swept through White Crane Fairy's entire