Hidden In The Clouds

"Is he possibly scared of me, or has his homesickness gotten the better of him?" Mu Yunxi murmured, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her cold and emotionless face.

Her voice was soft, barely audible, as if she were speaking more to herself than to anyone else. The air around her seemed to freeze in response to her words, carrying a weight that hinted at the storm of emotions hidden beneath her icy exterior.

Without another moment's hesitation, she turned westward, her figure exploding into motion with such speed that the wind itself seemed to falter, unable to catch the edges of her flowing robes.

To any onlooker, she was no more than a streak of azure light, a fleeting blur that vanished almost as quickly as it appeared.

Yet, as she moved, the world around her seemed to shift, revealing a sight so breathtaking that it could leave even the most hardened cultivator speechless.