What A Small World

The weather around the Vast Sea was very pleasant. There were not many white clouds in the sky, and the sun shone brilliantly upon the surface of the water, causing it to sparkle. 

At the center of the sea, on a small island, Yuchi was holding the fishing rod as usual.

Apart from fishing, he also cultivated.

It had been six months since the incident at the Black Heaven sect. Yuchi had no idea what had happened after that, nor did he want to.

To him, that chapter was already closed. In any case, the Black Heaven sect was not a particularly powerful sect. After he left the Vast Sea, he would travel around and perhaps take a look at some of the other sects. If he managed to find one or two powerful opponents, it would have been worth the effort.

However, there was still half a year before he was ready to leave the Vast Sea.