Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

In the days that followed, aside from his secluded cultivation, Chen Qing would spend his leisure time chatting with Lady Han.

One afternoon, warm sunlight slanted across the peak of Myriad Techniques Tower, its light and shadows soft and gentle.

Chen Qing was in the middle of a conversation with Lady Han.

At that moment, Qingdai's figure appeared at the doorway. Her steps were slightly quicker than usual, though she still kept them light. She stood just outside the threshold and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother, a steward from the Main Peak has arrived."

Chen Qing rose to his feet and said to Lady Han, "Mother, I'll be right back."

Lady Han gave a nod and watched him walk out.

Outside the courtyard gate, a steward of the Main Peak dressed in a blue robe was standing with his hands at his sides. The moment he saw Chen Qing, he stepped forward at once and bowed respectfully. "Peak Master Chen."

"What is it?" Chen Qing asked.

The steward said, "By order of the Sect Master, an emergency sect meeting is to be held at Heavenly Pivot Pavilion tomorrow evening at the third quarter of the hour of xu. I have been specially sent to inform you."