Zhou Qingyan's Impossible Demand

Northern Xianjing Continent, Xuanming Sword Sect.

Gloomy clouds and mist shrouded most of the sect's mountains, fitting well with the bleak atmosphere throughout the sect.

Although cultivators above the Dao Evolution Realm could influence celestial phenomena, changing the weather of cities within a prefecture without reporting it would inevitably invite questioning.

Thus, no one bothered to disperse these unbroken dark clouds.

However, compared to the past few days, the Sword Sect's atmosphere had actually improved greatly. At the very least, the disciples coming and going wore noticeably more smiles than before.

The reason was simple.

Zhou Qingyan had awakened.

Moreover, according to the news released by the Old Ancestor, this Sword Master had not fallen into utter despair. Instead, she had become even more diligent in cultivation and had even made another breakthrough in her realm.

For a mountain gate that had suffered the upheaval of the Sword Master Ceremony, this was unquestionably rare good news.

At this moment.

Within the tranquil courtyard, Zhou Qingyan gazed blankly at the dark clouds overhead. A dazed look flickered across her exquisite face from time to time. "..."

Several days had already passed since the incident at the Sword Master Ceremony.

Yet the nightmare-like scenes from that day still replayed endlessly in her mind. Even approaching that sword-dao plaza by the slightest bit made her legs go weak and her spine tremble.

Even a great demon with pus-filled sores across its back and a hideous appearance would only have made her feel somewhat nauseated.

But this fear rising from the depths of her heart was a strange feeling she had never experienced before!

For some unknown reason, her martial realm had improved, reaching the peak of the seventh layer of the Dao Evolution Realm. Yet Zhou Qingyan knew clearly that if she did