Following the defeat of the Black-robed Woman, the Lingyun Immortal Sect and the campus settled into a peaceful rhythm, like the surface of a tranquil lake. The sunlight spilled down without reservation, gilding the land that had weathered so many storms in a warm, golden hue. Within the Lingyun Immortal Sect, disciples bustled about, repairing the damage from the battle and rediscovering their former vigor. On campus, students laughed and chatted, the harrowing battle against the darkness having become a distant memory, mentioned only in passing.
Su Yao maintained her unwavering training schedule, heading to the back mountains of the Lingyun Immortal Sect at the first light of dawn. The spiritual energy there was dense, a natural sanctuary for cultivation. As she practiced, her body surrounded by flickering, five-colored spiritual light, she felt a strange, potent force stir within her, attempting to break free. It felt similar to the energy she had channeled while casting the Spiritual Rhyme Purification Incantation, yet it carried an unfamiliar aura. Su Yao immediately centered her mind, trying to trace the source of this power, but as she closed her eyes and focused, the origin seemed to hide behind layers of mist, elusive and unreachable.
At the same time, Lin Yu and Zhao Ya noticed unusual phenomena on campus. In the library, ancient tomes shifted of their own accord, and long-dusty books appeared to have been disturbed. Furthermore, strange flashes of light often dar…
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