Xia Wen Yi and Yuan Zheng had arrived in a hurry, and their departure was even more rushed.
Xia Wen Yi would be responsible for secretly recalling the sect's Entry-level Disciples, while Yuan Zheng needed to take inventory of various elixirs and supplies to prepare for any potential changes in the situation.
After the two left, Wang Ping extended his Primordial Spirit Consciousness over the entire Qianmu Temple. He saw Liu Shuang, Yang Rong, and Shen Xiaozhu in their secluded cultivation, then the disciples in each courtyard cultivating diligently, and finally, every blade of grass and every tree in Qianmu Temple.
Everything here was a memento left by his master, along with the legacy of Qianmu Temple that his master cared about most.
"In the past, I cultivated under Master's protection. I didn't have to worry about anything. I could just ignore the world and focus solely on cultivation. I really miss those days!"
Wang Ping said softly, looking at Yu Lian.
