At the sight of this long-awaited figure, Qin Lan's eyes gradually welled up with tears. Aside from Jian He, he was among the earliest to follow Chu Qinghuang, and his master-servant bond with her ran deeper than most. Qin Lan and Wen Li lifted the hems of their robes and dropped to one knee, looking up at Chu Qinghuang in the air with respect and adoration. "Welcome back safely, Master."
"Welcome back, Master."
"Welcome back, Master."
"Welcome back, Master."
Behind Qin Lan and Wen Li, thousands of subordinates from Qingfeng Pavilion, Lingxiao Hall, and Qixia Palace simultaneously dropped to their knees in unison, shouting in a deafening roar that echoed across the Dark Moon Ghost Forest for a long time. Hearing this earth-shaking cry tinged with raw emotion, the surrounding factions could not help feeling a thrill themselves. Even many years later, those who witnessed this scene would still feel their blood boil at the memory.
As for the factions that had previously attempted to break through the defenses and reach the edge of the cliff, the sight caused them to abandon their plans. None of them could have imagined that the heavenly treasure they had waited so long for was actually Chu Qinghuang. To be able to hover mid-air without the aid of a sword—it seemed Chu Qinghuang's strength had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, and she was not even twenty-four years old yet.
Chu Qinghuang looked down at her flowing hair, casually retrieved a jade hairpin from her spatial…
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