Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Yang Dao and Yue Jing rode on their flying swords along with Alisha in two. They reached the war peak in a few minutes. A lot of people recognized them with the uniform robes they were wearing. What surprised them was not that Yang Dao came here, but an alchemist following beside him.
The reaction was simple because Alchemists seldom came to the war peak until they were summoned by the elders to tend to some injured disciples. Even if any alchemist was visiting them it would be an elder from the alchemy hall and not a prime disciple.
The three people came to the foot of the mountain and they got down the flying sword. The war peak was a place where flying was forbidden. A group of disciples stood at the foot of the mountain, guarding the entrance. It was more like something they did to discipline themselves. This whole planet was the sect's property, so how could there be an intruder?