Eight days passed in a flash, while Ignispolis boiled in anticipation for the upcoming Abyssal Trials. In fact, that was the case for all the three nations. But within Heaven’s Sanctum itself, things were surprisingly quiet. Aside from the disciples’ discussions, the actual participants were engrossed in some final cultivation. In the depths of the sanction laid the ‘Xueyao Pavilion’, where Supernal Mentor Liu Xueyao resided along with her disciples, and of particular interest was the ‘Xiaoqing’ Residence. 

In its middle was a serene lake, where lotus flowers would bloom during summer. A small hut stood at the heart of the lake, and inside it was an intricate guqin that sat on a table. Right now, however, the guqin’s owner wasn’t the one sitting in front of the table, but rather, Lin Xiaoxiao. Her back slightly slouched, she cupped her chins as thought after thought ran through her mind. A door creaked, interrupting her thoughts, as a girl walked out from within the residence.

“Xiaoxiao, sorry...