The morning sunlight radiated from the sky.
Running from the eastern ground to the center of the sky, it was already three quarters past noon.
Some disciples who hadn't come out in the early morning were already opening their doors sporadically.
They are not yet at the stage of fasting from grains; it's impossible for them to avoid eating all day.
While two or three disciples were still muttering about when today's meal would be delivered.
Outside Five Extremes Mountain, a streak of light suddenly descended from above through the thick white mist barrier.
Fang Yu returned and once again arrived at this mountain peak.
Just like yesterday when he brought Liou Yuan and the others here, he brought a new disciple over, but only one person.
The person was fourteen or fifteen years old, not very old, yet incredibly burly, half a head taller than Fang Yu, like a small hill.
His thick eyebrows resembled two large blades, slightly raised, carrying a somewhat arrogant sharpness.
