It didn't take long for her injuries to heal and after another day or two, Ming Yue was outside with her sword. Standing by the waterfall and the pond, she was still dressed in light robes as her armor was still repairing itself, having a few more burnt patches.
Holding her sword, she closed her eyes and began to hone in her senses, spreading her energy as far as she could.
She breathed in and out a few times before opening her eyes and smiling in satisfaction.
"So this is what the Sky Realm is like", she muttered.
After a few seconds, there was a strange expression on her face, as if this was something she couldn't believe.
"The Sky Realm at the age of twenty-two. If I remember correctly, the youngest to reach it before was Sect Leader Qing", she thought.
