Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiuqi and Wei Qiuling both froze in place.
To them, Luoxia Mountain was home, the place they had grown up.
The disciples and elders within the sect were their family.
Now, everything is gone. Even with their current cultivation, the two found it difficult to accept it all at once.
"Master..."
Wei Qiuling muttered in grief, her eyes blank.
Tears the size of beans slowly rolled down her cheeks.
Seeing her like this, Shen Wen'an clenched his fists slightly, unsure at the moment how to comfort her.
Although Jiang Xiuqi, who stood nearby, also wore a face of sorrow, having lived more than three hundred years and being a Golden Core Cultivator, he quickly regained his composure.
"Qiuling girl, following your master's previous instructions, I will now return to Yunzhong County City to rebuild our Luoxia Mountain."
"You should prepare yourself here and return sometime soon to inherit the position of Sect Leader."
