Purple Sun Sect.
The Yang Family.
"Xiao'Er has been gone for half a year. I wonder if he's doing alright out there."
A hint of worry flickered in Yang Zhentian's eyes.
Half a year. It had been a full six months since Yang Xiao left, and not a day had passed without him worrying.
Although he had great faith that his son would be fine, the long silence left him deeply unsettled.
He was extremely concerned.
"Master, are you worried about the Young Master?"
Yun'Er, dressed in a flowing, water-blue dress, glided over gracefully.
Her aura was now nimble and spirited. A faint surge of Water Elemental Power emanated from her, which one would notice upon closer inspection.
She had already reached the Peak of a Martial Master, just one step away from the Innate Realm.
To go from the Seventh Layer of a Martial Artist to the Peak of a Martial Master in just half a year—if word of such talent got out, it would undoubtedly shake the entire Purple Sun Sect.
