Lu Chengfeng journeyed to Jade Immortal Peak and happened to see Zhu Yuxian riding the wind, her figure light and effortless, descending gently from the horizon.
This sort of lightweight technique was simply unbelievable; Lu Chengfeng had just witnessed the Sky-reaching Sword Qi at night, and now he saw the art of riding the wind.
In just these brief days, what he had seen and heard completely refreshed his past understanding of martial arts.
"Disciple greets Master." As Zhu Yuxian gradually descended from the sky and landed before the palace, he quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.
"You came at the right time. There is chaos at the Trapped Dragon Abyss, and soon a beast tide will sweep over Yun Cang. Everyone in the sect, from elders to outer peak disciples, must obey orders."
"Now that you are under my tutelage, by status you are a true disciple. You will certainly have considerable responsibilities, so prepare ahead. Orders will likely be relayed by this afternoon."
