Li Xuanfeng frowned slightly at his demeanor. Watching Si Yuanli fly ahead at great speed without the slightest caution, he thought to himself, Does this man have some hidden backing and thus such confidence? Or has he simply lived too long under the protection of a Daoist Master and grown naive and careless?0

The Si Family was low-key and reserved within the sect, and Li Xuanfeng had rarely encountered them. He had never interacted with Si Yuanli before, nor even heard his name. Most likely, he was a rash type who might end up dragging others down with him.0

Li Xuanfeng followed closely, golden bow in hand, his tiger-like eyes scanning the surroundings. He activated his perception technique and swept his gaze across the lake's scenery. After just a dozen breaths of flight, they saw the vague silhouette of a blue palace floating on the water, with a faint golden light hovering...0