"Elder Qingyun!"
Upon seeing the peerless beauty flying on her sword, Yue Haitang's eyes filled with surprise, and she immediately bowed respectfully.
The woman before her was no ordinary person; she was Qingyun, one of the most powerful elders in Changxin Academy.
Her strength was actually sufficient for her to be the dean of Changxin Academy, but she was indifferent to worldly affairs, desiring only quiet cultivation. That was why Feng Linshan had become the dean.
Qingyun smiled and nodded, descending slowly. Though she walked on air, her steps were as unhurried as if she were on solid ground.
Witnessing this, Luo Feng's gaze flickered slightly. Regardless of actual power, this level of control over Yuan Qi far surpassed his own.
WHOOSH!
Qingyun landed. With a gesture of her jade-like finger, the aquamarine sword transformed into a streak of aquamarine light and flew into her flowing sleeve, disappearing from sight.
