Sacred Land, night time.
Feng Zhijiu put on the Shadowskin cloak and walked towards the center. Now that there is no Bing Ying behind her, she took out the flying sword and flew directly towards the central area. Along the way, she saw several groups of people. She passed the periphery and spent a long time before arriving at the central area.
'Flying is really not for me. Best to go back and check on Bing Ying.'
She landed on an old tree and, using the lush green leaves as a cover to enter her space. She took off her hood and walked into the bamboo house to check on her disciples. When she returned to her space, the sun had just come out of the east. But when she saw that Bing Ying had woken up to clean the bamboo house, she was shocked.
Bing Ying saw her as soon as she stepped into the bamboo garden and came out to greet her. "S…hi… zu…n…"
