In the Celestial Travel Sect, within a dark palace, an elder in a white robe sat solemnly on the throne. Despite the gloom surrounding him, his face was full of boundless authority, clearly holding a high position for a long time.
Beneath him stood a youth clad in a green robe. The youth had starry brows and sword-like eyes, his face sharp and defined, radiating like the stars in the sky. In his hand, he held a silver longsword, exuding an astonishing momentum.
"Qi Long, you've been in the sect for two years now. I have never let you make a move before, but this time, bring back the first place in the Inner Sect."
The elder in the white robe spoke indifferently, his gaze deep and unfathomable. As soon as he spoke, he demanded the youth to bring back the first place in the Inner Sect. If others heard this, they would surely deem him arrogant.
"Yes, Master!"
Qi Long, with a lordly demeanor, respectfully cupped his fists, a hint of hidden disdain in his eyes.
