A grave all alone amidst the forest, looking rather sad. No one knew that the corpse beneath used to be a supreme beauty and that she was a saint capable of wondrous acts.

A dead saint was no different than anyone else.

“If you weren’t with her, how did you know what happened? How are you two related? And who’s the man?” Feiyun asked.

The woman in blue pondered for a bit before shaking her head, not answering the questions.

She put down the broom and crossed the stone bridge into the sect. Feiyun had no idea what her intention was in bringing him here. A woman’s heart was just impossible to predict.

Nonetheless, after she came to the temple, her voice echoed: “I will meditate for three days to recover....