On a small island shrouded in white mist, located within the borders of Huaxia.
The island is small in size, but flowers are blooming all over it, with a faint exotic fragrance wafting through the air. Even in winter, it feels like spring with all the flowers in bloom.
"Fang Tangjing, are you going home or not? Dad called to rush us." A voice as clear as spring water sounded on the island. A white figure faintly appeared beside a pavilion on the island, it's a woman in her early thirties, with skin as white and tender as silk. Her bright eyes carried a hint of anger, a charming blend of reproach, giving her an enchanting allure.
"Oh, the old man called?"
Inside the pavilion, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged, breathing deeply. With each breath he took, his chest rose and fell like the ocean waves, surrounded by wisps of mist swirling around his body in a rhythmic pattern.
He opened his eyes with a cheeky grin, and the mist enveloping him instantly dissipated into the air.
"Honestly, I have to take care of everything at home, while you spend your days practicing kung fu and fishing here." The young woman pouted, glaring at the middle-aged man, but love filled her eyes.
"Thanks for all your hard work, honey. I'll wash your feet for you tonight."
Fang Tangjing stood up smiling and held Ding Yao's white hand, which was still as soft as a girl's despite her age past forty.
"Who cares about you washing my feet? You're the master of Vermilion Bird Martial Arts Hall. If your disciples find out, they'll laugh at you." Ding Yao covered her mouth, laughing heartily.
"I'm a man, and I say I'll wash my wife's feet. If anyone has objections, they can fight me," Fang Tangjing said boldly, exuding a strong aura.
"Alright, alright, enough nonsense. Let's pack up and head back to Bin Hai. Oh, I threw out those magazines you kept in the study. You're a grown man, still reading those books." Ding Yao remarked.
Fang Tangjing blushed, embarrassedly saying, "An old hobby from my youth. That was my youth, sigh."
"This time going home, I'll give you time off to see your older sister and younger sisters." Ding Yao generously said.
Fang Tangjing nodded and said, "But this time back, there's an important task my master instructed me to do quickly. That kid should be returning from America soon."
Huaxia.
February thirteenth, and just three days from now will be Huaxia's most grand festival, the Spring Festival.
The whole nation and its people are immersed in the joyous festival atmosphere. Whether working far away or distant relatives not usually seen, they're all gathered together, making it lively, and decorated everywhere.
In the snow-covered mountains of Shan State, everything remained as usual, except the snow added a prosperous year's sight.
"Nine Heavens Sword Technique!" A girl dressed in a green robe and cloth shoes, with double ponytails, stood at the mountain's peak, her eyes shining brightly. She held a treasure sword glowing in purple and blue light. The sword's edge sliced through the air, every slash cut the air easily.
Silently, only after a moment could a faint sharp sound be heard.
Each time she swung her longsword, her posture was like a butterfly among flowers. Leaving behind a solid figure in the air, eventually leaving a dozen different figures on the mountain plateau. Some were horizontal slashes, some leapt to stab the sky, some bent to hook. Finally, with the girl's light shout, all the figures and sword images merged into one. The strike was silent yet incredibly strange and sharp. A dark blue stream cut through the firmament, and far away, a stone the size of a bread van exploded from its center, like sniper bullets scattering!
"I still haven't perfectly mastered the Ninth Move of the Nine Heavens Sword Technique, only unleashing one-tenth of its power. I'm such a big fool."
The girl's eyes showed no joy, just annoyance at not mastering the swordmanship. If the master sees me being this dumb, he surely won't want me by his side anymore.
Thinking of this, the girl's almond eyes showed a hint of loneliness. She lifted her head, gazing into the distant sky, gently parting her lips, releasing a puff of white breath, "I wonder when the master will come back?"
"Not bad swor**dsmanship. In such a short time reaching the Ninth Level of this sword technique, stepping into the Advanced Martial God realm, you've done very well."
Suddenly, a faint voice came from the sky, landing in the girl's ears, leaving her stunned. Then, she nearly jumped for joy, her cheeks filled with irrepressible happiness, "Master, you're back?"
A dazzling blue light in the sky traced an arc-shaped afterimage. Instantly, the blue light appeared before the girl.
Clearly visible, it was a blue Huge Sword, a young man stood atop it, hands behind his back, with a slight smile.
This person.
Is Lin Mo.
"Master." The girl sheathed the Purple-Blue Treasure Sword, almost crying with joy, her eyes sparkling with tears.
"You've been with me for two years, still like a child who cries at any moment."
Lin Mo shook his head, smiled wryly, then leaped gently landing before the girl, the Xuanyuan Sword in the sky instantly transformed into blue light and entered behind his neck.
"I'm just happy to see the master, so happy I feel like crying." Yingzi touched her eyes, and the treasure sword in her hand emitted purple-blue light, then changed into a bell hanging on her fingertips, making a clear pleasant sound. "Master, you're back, Sister Mengdie will surely be delighted."
"Mm, come with me back to the Star Sect."
Lin Mo said, striding forward, leaving no footprints on the soft snow.
Yingzi happily followed, as usual, her long ponytails swinging.
Within the Star Sect.
Outside the Starry Sky Tower, a white light appeared, a figure materialized on the plaza.
"Hmm, just one more layer and I can step into the Fourth Layer." The young man's eyes glimmered with strong will.
"Brother Xiao, the Great Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder have all gone to the main gate." a girl called to him.
"Oh? What's happening?" Xiao Haiyang wondered.
"It seems the Sect Leader has returned. I haven't seen the Sect Leader yet. I heard they're quite young." The girl said excitedly, running toward the sect's main gate. Xiao Haiyang's eyes sparkled, showing surprise: "The Sect Leader's back!"
The Star Sect.
This secret cultivation sect hidden in the mountains, not known to ordinary people.
At the gate stood three elders with silver hair, the Star Sect's three Great Elders, Cheng Ying, Dong Xiangyun, and Qiu Xingjian.
Behind them stood dozens of Star Sect disciples, including Wang Chengpeng, Xiao Xing, and others, standing respectfully. To the right was a group of people not wearing sect uniforms, male and female.