A wind blew in from afar, carrying fine strands of rain. The dark-red clouds slowly dispersed, and the light over all of Great East Mountain and Cihang Zhai became clear and bright. Especially over the lake, where waves crashed against the rocks on Great East Mountain's side, kicking up clouds of white mist that reflected the sunlight and added countless crystalline colors to heaven and earth.
On the far side of Great East Mountain, along the shore across that vast, mist-shrouded lake, a small skiff could faintly be seen lying still.
At the skiff's prow stood a young man dressed in magnificent azure robes. His hands were white as jade and clasped behind his back. Though his features were not particularly handsome, his eyes were deep and distant, filled with wisdom and composure. Another man sat within the skiff, wearing a long moon-white robe. He looked only a little over twenty, yet several strands of his hair were white. He merely sat there quietly, but the True Essence power faintly radiating from him kept every fine raindrop falling from the sky from coming near the skiff.
All of a sudden, both the young man in azure robes and the man in the moon-white robe seemed to sense something and looked toward Cihang Zhai.
"Ming Ruo has sensed us."
The man in the moon-white robe frowned slightly. "I never imagined her cultivation had reached such a level."
The young man in azure robes silently nodded, yet said nothing. A trace of complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.
He too sensed that Ming Ruo had detected their presence, and had even clearly recognized that they were people of Great Freedom Palace.
The young man in azure robes knew that, at this moment, the mistress of Cihang Zhai should already have silently passed