Goal

The Holy Sage Pavilion threw a banquet to welcome Ye Futian and the others ending their training in isolation. Many in the Holy Zhi Palace attended the banquet.

"Why does it look so much like a celebration for a victory?" Ye Futian smiled, feeling rather speechless. It was not like they had actually fought a war somewhere else.

"The bell of the Sage Hall rang often for the past year. To the Holy Zhi Palace, the meaning behind this is far greater than winning a war somewhere. Furthermore, you all have grown considerably in the past year. Aren't any of you going to share your training experiences with the students of the Holy Zhi Palace?" Sage Daozang then added with a smile, "You all missed last year's sparring session, after all."

"Alright, have it your way, Uncle Daozang," Ye Futian smiled and said.