Wang Ba stared at the towering mountain gate piercing the clouds ahead, and beyond it, atop the high mountain, palaces that hovered within the mist, elusive and partially visible.
Even though he was worldly, he couldn't help but be shaken by the enormity of the mountain gate and the splendor of the palaces before him, feeling an overwhelming sense of insignificance.
"This," Ye Lingyu said, looking up at the mountain gate, her naive eyes twinkling with rare pride, "is where the true gate of the Sect is situated."
Wang Ba didn't feel the same way.
After all, he was just a menial servant in the Sect, never feeling a sense of belonging.
Still, at her words, he couldn't help but take another look at the mountain gate and the dream-like palaces behind it, feeling a complex surge of emotions.
To be honest, if possible, he too would want to stay in such a Sect.
Leaning on a strong backer, not needing to toil for Cultivation resources, peacefully focusing on his Cultivation.