Sounds of laughter filled the air.
On the newly erected wheat field, under the Demon-Suppressing Tree, the Sword Cultivators truly felt the special treatment from the Four Seasons Sect.
Within reach were delectable dishes and wines, and some Beavers used Emotion Communication branches as zither strings, playing music like the babbling of a brook.
Although not particularly elegant, it had its own charm.
Li Ye treasured these moments.
He knew that after reaching Nascent Soul, there were many responsibilities awaiting him. Playing around like this, though still possible, wouldn't be as carefree as now.
But alas.
All good times must come to an end.
When the sun rose and fell again, after a full seven days.
An edict from the sect arrived.
Hmm…
The one delivering the edict was an acquaintance.
Aunt Master Su Yu.
She too was now a Nascent Soul.
She gazed at Li Ye, who seemed like a child unwilling to attend the academy, hiding among friends:
"Nephew."
