Earthly energy rose from the soil of Chaos City on the second day and formed a white mist.1

Cultivators woke up early to absorb this dense energy, channeling it into their dantian. This applied to the members in the training ground as well, practicing their sword mantras.0

Swords flew above; some were ridden by rather young girls. 0

“Feng Feiyun, I have a matter I wish to discuss with you, alone.” Xuanyuan Yiyi walked out of the mist.0

A sweet fragrance accompanied her snow-white frame. Her black hair was tied up by a dragonfly hairpin. Her voice was as pleasant as the chirping of an oriole. 0

She didn’t look weak like last night but rather - an unyielding lotus surviving on a lake’s surface.0

A blue veil covered her face that could drive men crazy....0