Qingshi City, deep within the Luo Family ancestral land.
Within a small courtyard that constantly exuded an aura of antiquity and mystery.
Underneath a stone pavilion constructed from ordinary bluestone, which seemed rather unremarkable at first glance.
There, sitting quietly beneath this very pavilion, was Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Qingshi City Luo Family.
His eyes, slightly narrowed.
In his hand, he held a cup of tea that seemed to still be steaming with warmth.
Drinking this kind of hot tea was, of course, preferable in the late hours of the night.
"Has a Cultivator in the Mortal Transcendence Realm made a breakthrough in their cultivation?"
Luo Changfeng listened to the words of Ruan Liuli, one of the three great Shadow Guard Commanders, who was by his side.
A fleeting coldness flashed through his half-closed eyes.
If that was indeed the case,
it seemed to make sense.
