Zhenyu raised an eyebrow. "Current status?"
"Yes." The Grand Elder paused. "For a start, I can tell Senior that the Hopeful Star Pavilion no longer exists."
Lin Mu felt a faint disappointment.
Though the Grand Elder continued before he could dwell upon it. "At least, it no longer exists in the form it once did."
Zhenyu's eyes narrowed. "What kind of answer is that?"
"The most accurate one I can give."
Zhenyu snorted. "Explain."
The Grand Elder nodded slowly.
"Senior should remember that the Hopeful Star Pavilion began as a gathering of promising cultivators. During its earliest years, it had very little formal authority. Its members came from different Peaks, lineages, and even different generations. They exchanged cultivation insights, discussed the future of the sect, and occasionally undertook missions together."
"That much I remember," Zhenyu replied.
