Time flowed and passed like a shuttle weaving through warp threads. 0

Half a year later, a streak of light arrived at Moon-Inviting Island, an island encircled by more than thirty islands of varying sizes. The light circled the sky briefly before descending onto Moon-Inviting Island.0

The moment it touched down, a tall and graceful figure appeared and could not help but glance at the stone stele standing at the heart of the island with a trace of longing flickering in her eyes. Yet she knew clearly that it was not something she could touch right now. She forcefully reined in her desires and stepped into the depths of the dense white mist. As she moved forward, the mist around her seemed almost sentient; it automatically parted to form a narrow path just three chi wide.2

After a short while, Cheng Haixin arrived before a magnificent palace. Its sweeping eaves and layered roofs, carved beams and painted pillars, gave the entire structure an air of quiet grandeur. Yet upon closer inspection, there were still many rough details. There was little that could be done about it; Azure Yang had given them far too little time. Even if the cultivators of the Flying Swallow Archipelago wanted to curry favor, there was only so much they could accomplish. For this palace alone, most of the materials had been taken directly from existing stock on other islands.0

At least the Devil Lord is broad-minded and won't fuss over such things, she thought as she lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped into the palace. 0

It was not long before a figure came into Cheng Haixin's view.0

Cheng Haixin respectfully handed over two storage pouches. "Devil Lord, this is the first shipment of True Flame Pill ingredients we have collected...0