Xiao Guiluan rode the wind for two full days.0

Given the current rise of devil cultivators, the road was unsafe. She took a detour through Mushroom Forest Plain, passing respectfully through a dozen or so immortal mountains of the Yuan Family before making a large loop to reach Xianyou Peak.0

Everywhere on Xianyou Peak was draped in white cloth, and Xiao Guiluan could not help but feel deeply sorrowful as she visited various familiar old friends. Many of her childhood playmates had now become minor peak masters, and many were no longer close to her.0

The Xiao Family was simply too vast, with many interests and factions. Some old friends had joined different branches and dared not speak much with her for fear of getting involved in conflicts.0

Currently, Xiao Guitu was the cultivator managing...0