AMIR'S MISSION

Amir resisted the urge to laugh at his father's fearfulness towards his mother. Although he was trying his best to resist it, his lips were still twitching under the bucket hat that he had on.

"If your lips don't stop twitching, I will make sure that I replace your teeth with flower seeds." The sect master threatened.

"Yes, fath – I mean sect master," Amir replied and fixed his composure.

-Ting!

From afar, a gold-colored orb flew at a neck-breaking speed. It appeared from within the forest, changing the QI naturally gathering on the island with its presence and alerting all the cultivators of its arrival.

Not all of them here knew what that orb represented, but they weren't careless enough to approach it as they all could feel the way it bent natural QI to its will.