Li Fan walked the paths of the Great Dao Sect, his mind churning.

The mountain gates were adorned with lanterns and colored banners, and the festive cheer had finally managed to lift the gloom left by the recent calamities.

Now and then, disciples would cross his path and stop to bow. Li Fan acknowledged each one with a nod.

As the sect leader's Dao Companion, he had access to cultivation resources most cultivators could not accumulate in an entire lifetime. He also commanded respect, even if it was just a facade people felt obligated to maintain.

Yet Li Fan had already made up his mind. He would find an opportunity to flee the Great Dao Sect as soon as possible.

Senior Sister Zhao has only just ascended to the position of sect...