This was Sisi’s first public appearance before the world and also the Spirit Tribe’s debut on the global stage.0

Against the backdrop of decisive warfare, tribal rivalries, and Ranking of Earth assassination attempts, it was evident to the keen observer that she would stir up storms in Miaojiang, becoming a pivotal force… Yet the commentary that followed was strangely out of place—a tender lament, a love poem steeped in melancholy.0

As Sisi read the words displayed in the sky, there was not a trace of triumph nor pride in her expression at ascending the Ranking of Man. Her face flushed red to the tips of her ears. What is the tome even saying… He just left, so how could I have already lost weight from missing him? Also, I’m not shy…0

People in Yangzhou were equally bewildered, wondering how the events in distant Miaojiang were related to them whatsoever.0

Only Yue Hongling, leading her horse under the moonlight, almost stumbled. For the first time, she felt the unsettling impression that beneath the Heavenly Dao, nothing was hidden. It seemed to be tracing all the way back to the entanglements that began in Yangzhou, summarizing their connections until now…0

Could it be that even when we were doing that, the Heavenly Dao was watching?5

Both the real and the fake Yue Hongling had the same malicious thought: You best hope we don’t reach a high enough level of cultivation, or we’ll poke your heavenly eyes out.0

Tang Buqi shouted, “Which bastard swore to me that he wouldn’t involve more people? What is this?”1

Smack!0

His aunt gave him a whack on the back of his head. “What are you mumbling about? Zhao Changhe is risking his life in Miaojiang, and you’re still doubting him.”0

Tang Buqi laughed in exasperation. “Even the Tome of Troubled Times has already said that it’s all thanks to Wang Daozhong. What does it have to do with Zhao Changhe? Aunt, you’re just making things up for...0