Following his breakthrough to the Great Perfection of the Grand Luo Xuanxian realm, Ling Xiao decided to take a short break. The successive dangers in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, the fierce battle against the lackeys of the Heavenly Star Alliance, the journey that followed, several days of closed-door cultivation, and finally crossing the Heavenly Tribulation had left him feeling somewhat exhausted.
Ling Xiao lay flat on his back in the bedchamber specially prepared for him by the Chifen Imperial Domain, the intricately carved jade bed layered with soft cloud brocade. Wisps of calming incense curled through the air, and the crisp chirping of scarlet flame birds drifted in through the window. Reflecting on recent days, this was his first time truly relaxing. He wondered how Mu Qing and Wan Qing were doing, not to mention Qingyao...
Ling Xiao's fingers gently brushed against the Wushuang City token at his waist, his thoughts inevitably drifting to that cold yet haughty figure. Their shared life-and-death moments in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, the shy and angry farewell on the flying boat—scene after scene flashed through his mind. Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears:
Chapter 732