The silvery moonlight spilled over the stone-paved courtyard, casting an elegant light and shadow.
It also carried a unique coolness of the summer night.
The evening breeze blew gently, and the bamboo forest rustled in tranquil whispers.
Ye Jingcheng, Ye Xinghe, and Ye Haiyun waited in the courtyard.
The surrounding spiritual beasts seemed to sense that tonight was different from usual, each remaining unusually quiet, showing no movement.
The next moment, two cultivators dressed in cyan robes emerged from the courtyard's hidden passage.
"Fourth Brother, Second Brother!" Ye Jingcheng clasped his hands repeatedly in salutation.
"Jingyu, Jing Yong!" Beside him, Ye Xinghe and Ye Haiyun called out.
The two looked windblown and dusty, clearly having rushed from Lingyun Peak overnight.
They had even traveled in shifts to avoid leaking any information.
"Uncle, Jingcheng, they are all here!" Ye Jingyu handed over a Spirit Beast Bag.
