The merging of memories told him that he was fifteen years old this year. He had joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his talent was too low to become a Qingyun disciple.,Lin Yun felt a bit annoyed in his heart. As a nobody, being in this heavily hierarchical sect, delaying matters for those bigwigs would have dire consequences.,Especially the woman, clad in a blue long dress, with a graceful figure, an ethereal air, and extraordinary beauty, caused people to feel humbled and unable to look directly at her.。