Human World Great Xia · Fallen Immortal Mountain.
Under the moonlight, Erhai Lake shimmered with rippling waves, so beautiful it was intoxicating.
Inside Fallen Immortal Pavilion, a youth draped in a loose white robe leaned against a pavilion pillar, gazing into the distance at scenery he had not seen for a long time, lost in thought.
Behind him stood the illusory figure of a woman, who spoke softly.
"Ranran, is there something you want to tell Mom?"
"Have you been doing well lately?" Lu Ran asked softly without turning around.
In truth, the illusory Qiao Wanjun was merely the Cloud Sea Sword Spirit. She had always remained at Lu Ran's side and knew what he was hiding, yet Lu Ran still did not quite dare look at her.
"I've been well," the woman answered quietly.
"Has your Jinghong Peak become a spirit mountain?" Lu Ran asked about his mother's recent circumstances.
In other words, he was asking whether God Jian Yi's avatar had descended upon Jinghong Peak. Naturally, he remembered that Mother had always wanted to command a spirit mountain.
"No." Qiao Wanjun shook her head. "Jian Yi has never come."
Lu Ran frowned slightly. "I've always had a question. Since the Gods and Devils treated you this way, why do you still revere Jian Yi so deeply? Why insist on becoming the master of Jinghong Peak?"
Qiao Wanjun had been harmed into this state by the Gods and Devils. Shouldn't she hate the Gods and Devils to the bone?
Setting her aside as an individual, just speaking of the Cloud Sea Sect that she had poured her heart and blood into—it had been ravaged by the Gods and Devils to such an extent. She ought to be irreconcilable with them beneath the same sky.
Yet Lu Ran remembered that