Pei Yuhang stood on the White Jade Square before the Sect, his gaze locked on the horizon, which was awash in golden sunlight.
"They're here."
The moment Pei Yuhang spoke, a magnificent Spiritual Giant Wheel broke through the heavy Cloud Sea in the distance and slowly sailed toward them.
As the vessel drew near, it came to a steady stop over the vast Cloud Sea in front of the Sect. A low, rumbling hum from the giant wheel echoed from above.
The disciples on board mounted their swords one after another, transforming into streaks of light as they flew down from the deck. They soared into the Sect to return home and report to their respective masters.
Pei Yuhang's gaze swept quickly through the crowd, searching for a familiar silver-haired figure. However, though he looked again and again, he couldn't find any sign of Qing Yueqiu.
'That's strange. Didn't that girl, Yueqiu, used to be the first one to come see me?'
