The sea of clouds roiled, resembling white dragons roaming freely.
A Sword Light streaked across the horizon.
It was the three-foot green peak, bright and clear as water.
A handsome Sword Cultivator was riding the sword.
Beside him, two little girls with exquisite, doll-like features were clutching his sleeves with joyful and excited expressions.
The long sword shuttled through the clouds at high speed.
"The last two Qingfeng Sects, if not here..." Lu Qingshan gazed into the distance, his heart gradually sinking.
In the past half month, following the information from the Zhishou Tower, he traversed half of the Central Heavenly Realm, visited five out of seven Qingfeng Sects, all to no avail.
If the final two Qingfeng Sects still don't have his intended Qingfeng Sect for his two named disciples, then the trail would end here, making it much harder to find an entry point again.
As his mind wandered, a thousand-foot tall mountain appeared in Lu Qingshan's sight.
