After a simple meal, Chen Qing returned to the Sect.
He hadn't been back in months. Having just broken through to the first level of the *Profound Nether True Water Technique*, it was the perfect time to return to the Wutai Sect, and also to Imprint the *Crimson Sun Heart-Burning Technique* and the *Eight Desolates Mountain-Suppressing Technique*.
A knife-like wind, carrying frost, lashed against the cold stone steps of the Wutai Sect's entrance.
Dingbo Lake was long since frozen over, a pane of silent, still glass.
Contrary to its usual cold quiet, the Cyan Wood Institute was bustling. Figures dotted the Martial Arts Arena; disciples were either stretching their muscles or gathered in small groups, talking in low voices. It was much livelier than usual.
Chen Qing's gaze swept over the plaza in front of the main hall, passing over many unfamiliar faces.
