When Luo Cheng returned to Shangyun Hall,
Yun Mengli was already waiting there.
She stood at the edge of the cliff, her gaze fixed on Shangyun Hall, the endless sea of clouds sprawling behind her.
The heavenly winds roared, her white robes fluttering like a goddess exiled to the mortal realm.
"Senior Sister Yun!"
Luo Cheng admired her for a moment before stepping forward and saying:
"Senior Sister, Supreme Elder Qingkui has allowed me to temporarily reside on Mengli Peak."
Yun Mengli did not immediately respond. Her eyes remained fixed on the plaque of Shangyun Hall as she spoke slowly:
"Shangyun Hall! 'The great roc rises with the same wind, soaring ninety thousand miles into the skies.' Shangyun, indeed... Out of all the palaces on Mengli Peak, you chose this one. It seems your ambitions are not small!"
She shifted her gaze toward Luo Cheng and said:
