Everyone in the hall looked out from the hall doors. Disciples came and went at the entrance, and many were discussing the recent news or some issues left from their classes.
This scene was ordinary, even monotonous, but a hint of pride appeared on Xiao Yuying's face, and she sighed:
"Not easy..."
Although a Golden Core cultivator, Zheng Fa felt a slight sting in his heart; indeed, it was not easy.
Speaking of hardships, of course, he didn't suffer as he did when he was young.
Speaking of being oppressed, harmed, or encountering injustice, he didn't really experience much either...
But ever since joining the sect, Zheng Fa's nerves had been constantly tense.
Every step was cautious, even hesitating at times, sometimes lost in thought all night, unable to make decisions—even reckless desperation at times.
Not only him, among the Nascent Souls of Jiushan Sect, Senior Sister Zhang was the most overworked, taking on all the sect's internal affairs.
