Although the dark clouds of the Demonic Cultivator and the Demon Clan still hung over the skies of the Northern Wasteland, the Lingxiao Pavilion was coordinated by the Pavilion Master, and with various matters being prepared intensively, there was no imminent crisis for the time being.
For Hu Feng, Lingshuang, and Su Wanqing, this felt like finding a tranquil harbor amidst a howling storm, allowing them to steal a moment of leisure to immerse themselves in their own exclusive sanctuary.
Inside the warm chamber, candlelight flickered, casting graceful dancing shadows on the walls.
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