Chu Zhiyuan quietly drank tea in the small courtyard, observing the layout of the courtyard.
The unique aura of a woman was reflected in every part of the courtyard, elegant and unique, with meticulous design.
Lu Xiaolu had spent a lot of effort on this courtyard, especially the flower garden before him, filled with strange flowers, their fragrance lingering.
After a while, Lu Xiaolu returned, looking disappointed.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "No records of the Heaven-Reaching Sect?"
"There are, but they're useless," Lu Xiaolu said.
Chu Zhiyuan's spirit lifted, "What records?"
Lu Xiaolu said, "A disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sect once appeared in our Biyuan Heaven but left quickly."
Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "Not a sect of our Biyuan Heaven?"
Lu Xiaolu said, "Yes, it's said to be a sect from another heaven, but it didn't say which one. Anyway, once we reach this level, we know that there are many heavens, and each one's heritage is different."
