Zheng Muyao was a bit baffled.

One Su Yi was a crippled live-in son-in-law.

The other was someone even her father respected beyond compare, a transcendent existence.

Who could possibly believe that they were the same person?

And yet, both Su Yi’s were connected to Wen Lingzhao. It was hard not to suspect that they were the same person….

It was only after she led Su Yi over the chain-link bridge connecting two peaks that Zheng Muyao reacted. “Uncle Su, that’s Divine Firmament Peak, where the inner sect disciples cultivate. Wen Lingzhao is cultivating at the very top, in Birdsong Pavilion.”

Su Yi glanced over and saw a sea of whirling clouds. The opposite peak had numerous lofts and pavilions scattered around its surface.

Once they crossed the chain bridge and arrived on Divine Firmament Peak, Su Yi sensed ambient spiritual energy dispersed throughout the air.

“What is Wen Lingzhao’s current cultivation?” asked Su Yi.

“Late-stage Qi Accumulation.” Zheng Muyao couldn’t help but sigh. “I’ve never seen anyone as hard-working as her. She’s too hard on herself; except for cultivating, all she does is sit in the scripture repository and read through tomes relating to cultivation.

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