Outskirts, Ether Cloud City.
"How long do we have to do this?" A disciple of the Dajian Sect asked his senior brother.
"I do not know either. The higher ups seem really serious about this. It might go on until we find the guy in the portraits. He is supposed to be in these woods somewhere."
The portrait they were referring to featured a young man with long black hair and black eyes. It was a somewhat delicate looking face, prompting one to call it pretty instead of handsome.
"Ugh, I just wanna go back to the sect and train. This is so tedious."
He wasn't the only disciple having such a thought. They had surrounded Ether Cloud for the last couple of days, completely halting all import and export of the city. Not only that, they had been busy the entire time, searching for their target with little success.
