At sunrise.
The mist over Shrine Mountain slowly dispersed.
Li Qingsui rode in Uncle Gao's car to the foot of the mountain. Busy with affairs as she usually was, she had not visited Shrine Mountain in a long time. Returning this time, she was deeply shaken.
The black mountain, once shrouded in gloom, now revealed a sacred summit.
A disaster realm and a Mystic Realm—just one word apart.
For the Li family, the former "shrine" had been a genuine disaster realm. For all these years, only guardians who had made a Great Aspiration and devoted their entire lives to the Prayer Art could survive in such harsh conditions.
But now, it carried a faintly ethereal air of paradise.
They traveled up mountains and across streams, past rushing waterfalls. The higher they climbed, the fresher the air became, brimming with life.
It refreshed the spirit.
"Qingsui, what brings you here?"
Li Qingci, who had been studying ancient script blueprints atop the mountain, awoke from her state of contemplation.
During this time, she had faced a major choice in life: whether to learn a second "forbidden ancient script," one with an enormous price. In the end, she stopped struggling and chose to devote herself to studying it.
After all... learning forbidden ancient arts did not require her to pay a price.
These blueprints were invaluable treasures. Even Goddess Chu Ling had not fully deciphered them.
Though her talent was ordinary, she had still learned the Prayer Art.
Among ordinary people, Li Qingci's talent was already exceptional.
If the guardians' mission was to return a "clear sky" to Shrine Mountain, then she had already done all she could. She had traded ten years of her life for a good bond between the Li family and Gu Shen—
Now, she wanted to do something