I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals

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Chapter 419: Three Fairy Maidens, Willing to Become Brothers-in-Law

Ten thousand li outside the Gutian Immortal City, there lay a medium-sized oasis named Fragrant Grass. It possessed a high-quality third-rank spiritual vein.

The Fragrant Grass Oasis had only one cultivation force and that was the renowned music-based sect in Fengyuan Kingdom and the Outer Sect Alliance: the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

The pavilion’s fame wasn’t just due to the prestige of Fairy Niyue, the number one Core Formation female cultivator in the Outer Sect Alliance, but also due to its chain of establishments called Xuan Yin Halls, spread across major immortal cities and large oases.

The Xuan Yin Hall had always been the most profitable industry under the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

Within the halls, the female cultivators of the Dao of Sound were both beautiful and elegant in temperament.

Their exquisite musical techniques could nurture the spirit, cleanse the heart, and aid in breaking through mental barriers and cultivation bottlenecks.

Officially, the fairy songstresses of the Xuan Yin Hall sold their art, not their bodies.

However, if one showed enough “sincerity,” and there was mutual consent, it was also possible to enjoy a moment of intimacy with some outer-circle fairy songstresses.

Those cultivators who managed to attain this honor often became a popular topic of conversation, the subject of envy and jealousy.

That said, the Xuan Yin Hall was a high-class entertainment venue in the cultivation world. Poor cultivators simply couldn’t afford it.

Within the residence of the Grand Elder in the Xuan Yin Pavilion.

“Junior Sister Jiang, has the news from the Poison Dragon Pool been confirmed?”

The speaker was a beautiful woman dressed in palace robes, appearing to be in her early thirties, graceful and charming, with a noble and refined aura accentuated by silk ribbons swirling around her.

“Senior Sister Xiao,” replied Jiang Ruotong, dressed in a white dress, her temperament elegant and serene, fair-skinned with long hair, though always serious and composed. “Though our Xuan Yin Hall has been suppressed and excluded by Poison Dragon Pool and our influence there is limited, this matter has been confirmed by several major intelligence organizations. The Old Evil Shen from Poison Dragon Pool was slain by a mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator. Now that the walls have collapsed, everyone’s pushing, their spiritual vein has been downgraded to third rank, and part of it split apart. Their higher-ups have fractured, with some fleeing to the territory of the two great sects.”

In today’s Xuan Yin Pavilion, Fairy Jiang served as the Pavilion Master, while Fairy Niyue had stepped into the background, taking up the position of Grand Elder.

“Karma has come full circle. How satisfying!”

Fairy Xiao Niyue smiled charmingly, her joy evident.

She gracefully stood up and retrieved a treasured bottle of fine spirit wine to share with Fairy Jiang in celebration.

For nearly a hundred years, the Xuan Yin Pavilion had thrived under the secret protection of the Heavenly Master, with the Xuan Yin Hall business growing smoothly.

Only in regions dominated by the Poison Dragon Pool faction within the Outer Sect Alliance did they face suppression. There, they were accused of gathering intelligence and acting as spies for the Ice and Snow Sacred Mountain in the Fengyuan Kingdom.

This led to other factions imitating such behavior, causing branches of the Xuan Yin Hall in some cities and oases to shut down, or forcing them to hand over more profits.

In the past few decades especially, as the Poison Dragon Pool grew more powerful, the Xuan Yin Pavilion had to retract its businesses in Outer Sect Alliance regions, resulting in diminishing profits.

“That mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator... who could they be? To be able to slay Old Evil Shen without even allowing his Nascent Soul to escape? I heard that Heavenly Master Zhong always feared Old Evil Shen and dared not leave Fengyuan Kingdom to personally fight him.”

Fairy Xiao Niyue’s melodious voice dropped like pearls onto jade, and her moonlight-like eyes showed curiosity and yearning.

In the cultivation world, a Nascent Soul True Monarch could overturn the heavens with a wave of their hand. Any action they took could shift regional power balances and affect the fate of countless sects and ordinary cultivators.

Such powerful individuals naturally inspired awe and admiration among allies.

Fairy Jiang took a sip of spirit wine, her snowy face calm as still water, and added:

“The largest intelligence organization of the Outer Sect Alliance, ‘Yellow Sand, speculates that the Nascent Soul powerhouse who acted may be connected to a hidden and mysterious force, the ‘Azure Dragon Society’.”

“Azure Dragon Society?”

Fairy Niyue’s expression shifted noticeably. The crescent-shaped cup in her hand rippled slightly, and some wine spilled over.

She momentarily lost herself in thought, her expression distant, as if reminiscing, a mix of anticipation and melancholy flickering in her eyes.

Fairy Jiang, eyes contemplative, gave a faint smile and said:

“Could it be that Senior Sister suspects the Azure Dragon Society and that mysterious Nascent Soul powerhouse is connected to... him, the one who vanished for a hundred years?”

The Azure Dragon Society was an extremely secretive organization, known by very few.

Even within intelligence circles, only fragmented clues were known, yet those fragments were enough to instill deep dread.

“Sigh, can’t you let your Senior Sister indulge in a beautiful fantasy for once?”

Xiao Niyue snapped out of her thoughts, gave her a sideways glance, and pouted playfully.

Fairy Jiang remained silent for a moment, her thoughts drifting back to two hundred years ago, the first time she met Mister Xu, and how he had rescued her.

Later, Mister Xu had displayed his late Core Formation Great Cultivation strength during a crisis, annihilating Fang Zhen and others, and had once treated her when she was gravely injured and unconscious.

At that time, she had begun to harbor feelings for Mister Xu. But just as those feelings were budding, Senior Sister Niyue had stepped in, cutting off all opportunities for contact between the two.

Only later did she learn the reason, Xiao Niyue had seen through Mister Xu’s unreliable nature and didn’t want her to fall for the wrong man, so she took action to prevent it.

Xiao Niyue, for her part, had harbored deep affection for Mister Xu. Though it was under the guise of drawing him in as an ally and sacrificing herself, there had been genuine emotion.

“Even if Mister Xu was irresponsible and vanished for a hundred years, he owes neither you nor the Xuan Yin Pavilion anything. At least, Senior Sister, you once shared a beautiful past with someone you admired and liked…”

Fairy Jiang sighed inwardly.

Though she felt some regret and grievance, she couldn’t blame Senior Sister Xiao.

Xiao Niyue had always had sharp judgment in men and simply didn’t want her to be hurt emotionally.

Take for example Fairy Qiu, she had once shared a romance with Heavenly Master Zhong. As it turned out, her feelings were played with.

All Zhong offered was the position of a concubine, and he even tried to use Fairy Qiu as a tool to control the Xuan Yin Pavilion, attempting to influence the Outer Sect Alliance through her.

After seeing the truth, Fairy Qiu grew despondent and became increasingly cold and withdrawn.

...

After Fairy Jiang left, only Xiao Niyue remained inside the bedchamber.

Having indulged in too much wine tonight, Xiao Niyue was a little drunk. Her cheeks were flushed, her jade-like body soft and graceful.

She stretched out her delicate arms, lazily collapsing onto the jade bed. As she turned to lie on her side, her palace dress became disheveled, revealing a curvaceous figure as luscious and smooth as jade.

“Consuming too much high-grade spirit wine can also harm the body.”

A warm and familiar male voice suddenly rang out beside her ear.

Who!?

Xiao Niyue was shocked. Her expression changed dramatically as all her drunkenness vanished. Instinctively, she activated her protective magic power.

Until she glimpsed the white-robed man sitting beside the bed—the familiar voice, the familiar face.

After a hundred years, that man was still youthful and handsome as ever, only now his tied-back black hair carried a few streaks of silver, giving him a dignified and transcendent aura, one who had weathered the passage of time.

Back in the day at Xuan Yin Pavilion, Xiao Niyue was the only cultivator who knew Lan Chang'an’s true identity and had seen his real face.

In fact, when Lan Chang'an returned to the Liang Kingdom, he once brought Fairy Niyue along to search for lost fellow disciples like Liu Qingyan and others.

“You…”

Their eyes met. Silence lingered for several breaths, creating a brief, awkward stillness.

Perhaps too much time had passed, emotional memories had faded and sunk deep within the heart.

Meeting again so suddenly wasn’t as passionate or intimate as imagined—it was awkward, with a faint sense of unfamiliarity and estrangement.

“Gone for a hundred years without a word… I thought you died in some remote corner of the world.”

Xiao Niyue spoke with a tone of faint resentment, her coy, sulky voice finally breaking the silence.

“What, it seems Fairy Xiao isn’t happy Lan has returned to pay a visit?”

Lan Chang'an sat beside her, expression relaxed, a light smile playing on his lips.

“Fellow Daoist Lan came back too late.”

Xiao Niyue turned her elegant face aside, the flush of alcohol still lingering on her charming features. Her tone held teasing annoyance, clearly unwilling to easily acknowledge him.

“This humble woman is now past her prime, spending her days within the sect refining her zither skills and cultivating her temperament, living without any desires or pursuits. I fear I may no longer be to Fellow Daoist Lan’s liking.”

“Fairy Xiao need not be so modest. In Lan’s heart, your image as the number one beauty of the Liang Kingdom’s cultivation world remains as vivid as ever, your charm hasn’t diminished a bit.”

Lan Chang'an’s admiring gaze fell on Fairy Niyue, observing her carefully after a hundred years apart.

As a cultivator of the sound dao, Fairy Niyue had always maintained her youthful appearance through the use of appearance-preserving elixirs and Youth Retaining Pills without interruption.

Thus, although Xiao Niyue was actually slightly older than Lan Chang'an, her beauty and grace still far outshone most other Core Formation fairies.

Time might be merciless, and she might have lost a touch of her youthful brilliance, but the present-day Fairy Xiao was more full and mature, her voluptuous curves luscious like jade, her skin so fair and tender it seemed it would yield under a single touch.

“At least you have some conscience left! You didn’t forget the promise you made at our parting all those years ago. Now that you’ve formed your Nascent Soul and become a True Monarch, you still remember me and came to visit…”

Xiao Niyue’s clear eyes turned slightly red, but she didn’t play up her emotions in a showy or dramatic way.

She turned toward him, leaning into Lan Chang'an, her voice gentle and pleasing as she softly spoke.

Fairy Niyue had been keeping an eye on the news from the Righteous Dao Alliance, so she already knew of Evergreen True Monarch’s triumphant return.

“If Lan was able to break through to Nascent Soul, it’s thanks in part to the ‘Thousand Years Divine Dream’ you performed back then. It helped with my comprehension of the Dao and definitely aided me in overcoming the Heart Demon Tribulation.”

Lan Chang'an softly said while wrapping his arm around Fairy Xiao’s slender waist.

This statement was slightly exaggerated, it was mainly to rekindle old memories, ease the sense of distance, and smooth over the disparity in their current statuses.

“A mere kiss of my Divine Dream can hardly compare with the Taiyin Jade Essence of Fairy Xia from Proud Moon Palace. How could I possibly match her youthful beauty and extraordinary qualifications?”

Xiao Niyue gave a soft snort, expressing just the right amount of dissatisfaction, but there was no real blame behind her words.

She obediently leaned her full, supple body into Lan Chang'an’s embrace, her gaze shimmering with gentle affection.

“Fairy Xia is cold and aloof, how could she compare to Niyue’s tender warmth?”

Lan Chang'an spoke honestly.

Back when he received the Taiyin Jade Essence from Xia Wenyue, she had been icy and unresponsive, completely passive, allowing him to do as he pleased but lacking in any emotional engagement or mutual pleasure.

“Sweet talker.”

Xiao Niyue gave a coy little scold, but in truth, she was confident in the allure of her musical arts.

When it came to understanding men, captivating and enchanting them, communicating and empathizing—she far surpassed Fairy Xia.

“True Monarch Lan, you’ve been gone a hundred years. I missed you so dearly that I couldn’t eat or sleep. Today, how do you plan to make it up to me?”

“How do you want me to make it up to you?”

Lan Chang'an laughed, finding this scene familiar.

They clearly hadn’t owed each other anything when they parted, so why did she now demand compensation upon reunion?

“This humble woman has never experienced the… service of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.”

Xiao Niyue’s jade-like features were luminous, her moonlit eyes glimmering with light, alluring but not seductive—she could steal souls with a glance.

“How bold! Since advancing to Nascent Soul, this True Monarch has never stooped to serve anyone!”

Lan Chang'an’s voice turned commanding, his spiritual pressure subtly emanating.

It frightened Fairy Niyue slightly, her lovely face turned pale.

But then she giggled, her laughter like blossoms swaying, a stormy sea of curves.

Lan Chang'an retracted the pressure and sighed, he understood this woman’s need for a sense of accomplishment.

For a male Core Formation cultivator to have fun with a Nascent Soul fairy was naturally a triumphant, satisfying feat.

That same mentality also applied to women.

Like a divorced single mother who managed to conquer a domineering CEO at the company, the satisfaction was unparalleled.

Lan Chang'an rose and stood at the jade bed, bending down to help Fairy Niyue remove her shoes, revealing her silky cyan-colored silk stockings that outlined the graceful arch of her feet.

Peeling off the stockings, he cupped her delicate feet like flawless jade in his palms—cool and smooth to the touch, each toe slender and crystal-like.

Lan Chang'an didn’t stop there, moving up her palace dress along her long legs to her waist, helping Fairy Niyue loosen her sash and robe.

“To be remembered by Darling Lan even now, I have no regrets in this life!”

Fairy Niyue’s eyelashes trembled lightly. She smiled contentedly, not truly making Lan Chang'an serve her.

Instead, she gracefully rose, half-kneeling on the jade bed, embracing Lan Chang'an’s waist and hips, gently and tenderly helping him remove his robes, taking care of him with devotion.

The sun set and the moon rose. The tide ebbed and flowed.

Within the bedchamber of Xuan Yin Pavilion’s Grand Elder, moonlight danced like shadows, immortal grace blurred in the night, and from time to time, beautiful zither sounds drifted out like a dream.

...

Three days later, as dawn broke once again...

After their long-awaited reunion a hundred years in the making, Lan Chang'an and Xiao Niyue spent the nights talking by candlelight, reminiscing and discussing the Dao, forgetting the outside world entirely.

“Darling Lan, the death of the Nascent Soul old monster from Poison Dragon Pool, was that your doing?”

Dressed in a gauzy green dress, her cheeks still rosy, Xiao Niyue personally brewed a cooling herbal tea for Lan Chang'an.

She wrinkled her delicate nose, calmly waved her hand, and gathered up the scattered silken socks, shoes, palace robes, undergarments, hairpins, and ribbons, cleaning the room with a flicker of spells.

“That’s right. I killed that Old Evil Shen. In Fengyuan Kingdom, only the Heavenly Master knows, you must also keep this secret, don't reveal my identity.”

Lan Chang'an admitted it calmly.

Even though she had anticipated the answer, Xiao Niyue was still moved.

When Lan Chang'an returned to the Righteous Dao Alliance, he'd already destroyed the Black Feather True Monarch’s physical body. But this meant his powers were even more terrifying than she’d imagined.

“Here. There’s an Infant Transformation Pill main herb, a third-rank Life Extension Pill, several breakthrough pills, two puppets, and a few high-tier talismans.”

Lan Chang'an placed a storage pouch on the table.

Xiao Niyue’s beautiful face shifted slightly. Her brows creased, lips parted to speak, but in the end, she didn’t refuse.

A century ago, when Lan Chang'an left, he owed Xuan Yin Pavilion nothing. He'd helped them resolve a major threat and even asked the Heavenly Master to keep an eye on things.

She’d always known, Lan Chang'an and the Heavenly Master had similar attitudes when it came to relationships. But there was a crucial difference.

Lan Chang'an might not be “responsible” in the traditional sense, nor offer any promises, but he never lied. And he never left a lover in debt or sorrow.

“I’ve already taken a third-rank Life Extension Pill. These treasures… for the future of Xuan Yin Pavilion, I’ll thicken my skin and accept them.”

Xiao Niyue respectfully bowed low in acceptance. Her silken hair cascaded to the floor like dark clouds.

“Just some unused resources,” Lan Chang'an said casually, waving it off.

After slaying Old Evil Shen, his wealth had grown immensely. After all, he’d taken all the spoils for himself.

Back when he killed Black Feather True Monarch, the latter’s Nascent Soul had escaped, so Lan had gained no loot.

During the battle of the Seven True Monarchs in the Great Yuan Central Region, the spoils were split with Jing Wufeng.

If Xiao Niyue hadn’t been so advanced in age, Lan might’ve considered helping her form a Nascent Soul, since her constitution matched well with his Yin-Yang Dual Cauldron Method.

But the Evergreen Technique, his core cultivation technique, had no advanced continuation chapters. Its efficiency was waning.

The Yin-Yang Dual Cauldron Method, though incapable of getting past the time restrictions, could at least accelerate cultivation progress more than simply meditating and accumulating spiritual energy.

Unfortunately, Xiao Niyue was older than Lan Chang'an and had long missed the ideal window for Nascent Soul formation.

She wasn’t an Immortal Golden Dan, nor even a Half-Step Golden Dan. Attempting Nascent Soul formation at this age carried immense risks.

Even if she didn’t perish to heavenly tribulation, failing at shattering the core would result in severe spiritual backlash, injury, and drastic lifespan loss.

“By the way, Niyue, you’re based in Fengyuan Kingdom, how do you know about the secrets of Proud Moon Palace in Feng Kingdom?”

Lan Chang'an finally asked, puzzled.

Back then, after obtaining Taiyin Jade Essence from Xia Wenyue, the scandal was heavily suppressed by Proud Moon Palace’s higher-ups. Only a few insiders knew.

Xiao Niyue smiled mysteriously and explained:

“Endless Palace Situ Lan of Chu Kingdom came to Fengyuan a few years ago. He paid a steep price for me to perform an ancient zither melody, using the power of music to help him dissolve a heart barrier.”

“Oh? Did it work?”

“With my mastery of musical cultivation, it had some effect, but the outcome still depended on him.”

After speaking, Xiao Niyue chuckled behind her sleeve and added apologetically:

“I didn’t realize until after the performance that he could be considered, in a sense, one of True Monarch Lan's rivals in love.”

“No matter.”

Lan Chang'an smiled faintly. “If the Righteous Dao Alliance gains another Nascent Soul cultivator, it benefits the war effort against the demonic path. I can stomach that much.”

“Besides, he’s hardly what I’d call a ‘rival.’”

...

That afternoon, Elder Xuesong, who was possessed by the Heavenly Master, paid a secret visit to Xuan Yin Pavilion.

Lan Chang'an didn’t appear publicly and only met with the Heavenly Master in a guest room for a brief exchange where he received his promised reward.

Among the items were the rare treasure Ghost Spider Soul Net, a token of an alchemist grandmaster, Jade slip maps detailing the territory of the two sects, as well as specialty goods from Snow Mountain, including fourth-rank spiritual bamboo and several pieces of refined Snow Mountain spirit ore.

The final reward even exceeded the agreed value.

After delivering the goods, the Heavenly Master lingered outside Fairy Qiu’s residence.

“I don’t want to see you.”

A cold voice drifted out from within.

Back then, he’d deceived her—using her feelings to get in touch with Mister Xu and gain influence over Xuan Yin Pavilion. Their entire relationship had been part of his chessboard.

Though he appeared gentle and cultured on the surface, he’d viewed it all as a game. Once done, he’d discarded her without hesitation and never contacted her again.

At one time, Fairy Qiu had held onto some hope.

Eventually, she’d fallen into despair, spent years in sorrow, and finally gave up.

The Heavenly Master didn’t push. He left without insistence.

But just before leaving, he sent a voice transmission that left her heart in turmoil—

He promised to take her as his official Dao Companion.

Fairy Qiu was shocked.

Years ago, she would have been content with just being his concubine, hoping for relative freedom in their relationship. Yet, to remain uninvolved in the affairs of Xuan Yin Pavilion and its interests was nothing more than a distant luxury.

And yet, the Heavenly Master’s voice transmission just now promised the title of an official wife without asking for anything in return.

...

At the Xuan Yin Pavilion mountain gate, inside a lofty pavilion.

Xiao Niyue, Fairy Jiang, and Fairy Qiu were gathered in one room.

“How strange! When did the Heavenly Master become so easy to talk to? Under normal circumstances, a mere Core Formation female cultivator marrying him would be reaching far beyond her station.”

Fairy Jiang furrowed her elegant brows, clearly puzzled.

Fairy Qiu shook her head. “That’s exactly why I came to discuss it with you two, Senior Sisters, I can’t make sense of it either.”

Only Xiao Niyue’s eyes flickered with a glint of insight. She had faintly guessed the Heavenly Master’s intentions.

“Junior Sister Qiu, don’t overthink it. If something seems too abnormal, it usually means there's a hidden scheme behind it. That man suddenly being so generous, he must have some motive you don’t yet see.”

Xiao Niyue didn’t spell it out directly but gave a solemn warning to not repeat her past mistakes.

“Mm.”

Fairy Qiu nodded quietly, her expression calm. With her slightly arched brows and cool, proud demeanor, she seemed like a lonely flower blooming in winter.

The Heavenly Master had only made a promise, he hadn’t apologized or offered any explanation. As if his words were a lofty gift, bestowed from above.

She had her pride. There would be no second time.

Without dwelling further, she returned to her cave residence.

“Senior Sister, is Mister Xu back?”

Fairy Jiang’s sharp gaze settled on Xiao Niyue’s composed face.

“Oh? Junior Sister Jiang really is clever, your instincts are quick.”

Xiao Niyue raised her brows in mild surprise.

Jiang smiled faintly. “Back then, when the Heavenly Master approached Xuan Yin Pavilion and got close to Junior Sister Qiu, it was clearly because of Mister Xu.”

“Besides, seeing how radiant and serene you are today, Senior Sister… your complexion is glowing, your spirit full and open, how could I not guess?”

“Bah! You've been the Pavilion Master for a few years and now your wings have hardened, is that it? When you reach the late stage of the Core Formation realm, then you can tease your Senior Sister.”

Xiao Niyue’s cheeks flushed slightly. She feigned sternness and scolded lightly.

Then she instructed Fairy Jiang to keep it a secret and not expose Mister Xu's whereabouts.

“Junior Sister Jiang, would you like to meet Mister Xu?”

Since Jiang Ruotong had figured it out, Xiao Niyue decided to go along with it.

“Didn’t you stop me from meeting him years ago, Senior Sister?”

Jiang’s heart skipped a beat, though her voice remained calm.

“Back then, yes. But I only have about a century of lifespan left. You're younger, you could consider offering your once-in-a-lifetime Thousand Years Divine Dream to Mister Xu.”

“With his current realm, forming a spiritual and emotional union would bring you immense benefits. Breaking through to late Core Formation would be well within reach.”

Jiang hesitated. “I’m not that kind of woman. Is this your idea or...”

“It's senior sister's intention.”

Xiao Niyue no longer opposed the idea of Jiang getting close to Mister Lan.

If such a bond were formed, then even after her death, True Monarch Lan’s favor might still protect Xuan Yin Pavilion.

Hearing this, Jiang bit her lip, clearly torn—but in the end, she shook her head lightly.

Xiao Niyue sighed, not pushing further.

She then retrieved a porcelain vial and said:

“This contains a high-grade breakthrough pill for late Core Formation. It’s better than what you’ll find in the Eastern Region of Great Qing. Use it when you next try to advance.”

...

That night, in the Grand Elder’s cave-dwelling.

Xiao Niyue told Lan Chang'an what had occurred earlier.

Lan chuckled. He hadn’t expected the Heavenly Master to be so eager to become his “brother-in-law.”

Xiao Niyue also mentioned Jiang Ruotong and suggested that she could hand over the Thousand Years Divine Dream to him. As long as he showed interest, persuading Jiang wouldn’t be hard.

Lan Chang'an shook his head. He wasn't one for such calculated arrangements.

Even in matters of intimacy, there must be fate and mutual harmony, such things should flow naturally, it cannot be forced.

...

A few days later, Lan Chang'an officially bid farewell to Xiao Niyue.

Before that, as Mister Xu, he had a private meeting with both Fairy Jiang and Fairy Qiu. Both women were placed under a seal of silence about the matter.

Taking the opportunity, he also offered cultivation guidance to all three of the Pavilion’s Core Formation fairies, a small token of goodwill for their acquaintance.

Among them, Fairy Qiu was the youngest and held the most potential, though her chances of advancing to Nascent Soul in the region around the Fengyuan Kingdom remained slim.

Before departing, Lan Chang'an performed a divination. Then he turned to Xiao Niyue and said:

“After I leave, if any junior comes asking about me, you may tell her to visit Little Turtle Peak in Wuqi Mountain, Liang Kingdom. Perhaps she’ll find something there that aids her cultivation.”

(End of chapter)

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