Yu Dynasty, Luojing.
Dai Yuan, a Golden Core cultivator from the Qingzhuan Sect, had just returned from the palace. On the way, his carriage had passed the grand and imposing Jucui Temple. As a Golden Core attendant of the Yu Dynasty, he had never expected to forge any connection with that breathtakingly beautiful female National Teacher. His cultivation was insufficient. If he truly knocked on her door to pay a visit, he probably would not be turned away, but what was the point of drinking tea just to feast his eyes? Besides, Lü Bilong's Dao was unfathomably deep and her origins unknown. Dai Yuan did not dare let his eyes wander.
Lowering the carriage curtain, Dai Yuan sighed. For some reason, he missed that Water Immortal Fellow Daoist from Little Dragon Spring.
What Dai Yuan did not notice was that a White Clad Young Man holding a Green Bamboo Staff had been lying atop the carriage all along, one leg crossed over the other, as though he were protecting Dai Yuan on his Dao path.
The Yu Dynasty's Imperial family attendants were divided into Inner Circle and Outer Circle attendants, roughly equivalent to an immortal sect's registered and unregistered Guest Officials.
Dai Yuan was one of the Inner Circle attendants. His rank was not particularly high, but his own mountain had a fine Patriarch. Gao Taishu was the dynasty's Second Seat Attendant, second only to the State Protecting True Person whose Dao techniques had reached unfathomable heights.
Two Golden Cores within one mountain—on Tongye Continent, where fortune and geomancy had withered away—if they could not walk sideways, they could at least walk at a slant.
Because a goose-feather snowfall had come around the year's end, it was said that many impoverished commoners in the provinces, clad in rags that barely