Chapter 231: Matters of the Mountain Lake

Pei Ye watched the youth's figure for a moment before gently reaching out with his finger.

The moment he touched it, his spirit plunged into the figure before him.

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It was Dahu Mountain's first clear day since the fall, with not a cloud in the sky, bright enough to see a hawk eight hundred meters away.

In Huanya Mountain, flowers had already withered away, leaving only their dry stems, but the grass remained green, and the tall forests were still a deep emerald. Even in these cold heights, the color-leaching winter was yet a long way off.

Yang Yan wore but a thin robe; at his age, the "cold" was hardly felt. The hanging sun even made him feel a bit scorched. Coming out of the blade training ground with a bit of light sweat still on him and his skin faintly glowing, he took his blade and dashed up the mountain against the wind.