Insects chirped incessantly, but no birds dared to cross.
This was Suspended Blade Cliff on Broken Blade Peak. The stone cliff face was a hundred zhang high, cleaving the northern side of the mountain.
Inside, it was lush and green. Grass and vines grew in abundance, and small beasts could occasionally be spotted.
The wooden house by the cliff's edge was unadorned. Its roof was laid with green tiles, and having been long unoccupied, it was now vacant.
The Daoist Child helping him was a disciple born and raised in the Xuandao Sect, both of whose parents were Cultivators in the sect.
"Brother Bai is worthy of his reputation as a cultivation prodigy."
"To be so bold and dedicated, he must have chosen this place to make his cultivation more convenient."
The Daoist Child said in admiration.
Bai Mo gave a helpless smile.
"That's not entirely it. It's just that my senior brother has high hopes for me."
