After Xuan Xiao entered the pavilion, he walked over to the bed where An Xiaoran lay and gazed quietly at her delicate face. After a long moment, he murmured softly, "Xiaoran, I will definitely help you reach the Nascent Soul stage."
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
During this month, the low-level disciples of the Cloud Heaven Sect could remember nothing of what had happened before; they only felt a lingering curiosity as to why the sect master had suddenly gone into seclusion.
Chapter 1695