Winter hit hard this year.
The cold bit deeper each day at Wuji Sect. High above the main peak, past the clouds, Mu Daosheng sat across from his daughter, sharing wine in one of their rare quiet moments.
About a week back, the Immortal Alliance dropped a critical mission on them; support the Western Region. Yuyan, being Wuji Sect's sword leader, took off without a second thought to defend the front lines against the demonic abyss.
Originally, Yanran wanted to tag along to Western Province City. But her father shut that down fast.
His excuse? Simple enough. Yuyan had broken through to Divine Transformation and had heaven watching her back. Yanran was just some Nascent Soul cultivator. If she wanted to venture into that kind of hellhole, she'd better reach Divine Transformation first before he'd even think about letting her go.
Made sense on paper.
But Yanran knew her father too well. She suspected the real reason came down to blood versus adoption.
