At the summit of Jinling Peak, Qin Yu took a sip of hot tea and looked at Meng Changge, who was standing respectfully in the room. “Did anything happen during your trip?” he asked. “Nothing major.” Meng Changge paused, then added, “However, regarding Penglai Island, the junior sisters were clearly hiding something. Also, on the way back, a mermaid suddenly…
Ji Lingyue stood in front of a display, carefully picking up a silver bracelet. With a gentle flick of her wrist, the bracelet seemed to melt like water, extending into threads as thin as needles. Yet, upon touch, they remained cold and solid. An attendant from the Treasure Pavilion stepped forward. “This is the Thousand Threads Bracelet, crafted from Beiyuan…
After shouting that unfamiliar name, the old man jumped away from her as if burned, muttering something unintelligible before erupting into a cackling laughter. His eyes seemed to register neither Lan Wu nor Ji Lingyue as he shakily crawled away. Lan Wu was still in shock and only snapped back to reality when someone hugged her tightly. “Ah Yue…” she…
Ji Lingyue helped her up with a grunt. “How did you end up provoking something like that?” she asked, eyeing the monstrous vine warily. “What do you mean we provoked it?” Lan Wu protested, her voice laced with disbelief. “Shanye and I were just sitting here peacefully, and it suddenly dropped down from above and scared us half to death.”…
A moment later, four figures emerged from the water to sit on the cold, damp stone slabs, looking at each other in silence. Clutching the fruit in his hand, Chu Ji wore a bitter expression and asked hoarsely, “Why did you all come down here?” “I should be asking you that,” Yu Shanye retorted irritably while casting a cleansing spell…