Within the cave dwelling atop the main peak of Three Immortal Islands.
Ever since Lin Feng had casually set up a Quasi-Saint-level island-protecting grand formation, the spiritual energy throughout the entire island had become unimaginably dense.
Immortal energy condensed into mist, spiritual liquid formed streams.
The two girls, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, were laughing and playfully tussling nearby over several freshly ripened vermilion fruits, their clear laughter echoing through the cave dwelling.
Lin Feng reclined against that familiar lounge chair, his eyes half-closed as he enjoyed this rare tranquility.
A faint fragrance drifted over. Clad in white, Yun Xiao carried a pot of freshly brewed immortal tea as she approached with lotus steps.
Her movements remained graceful and her bearing exquisite, yet Lin Feng keenly noticed that her aura, usually as steady as a rock, now held an almost imperceptible trace of disorder.
"Master, please have some tea."
Yun Xiao offered Lin Feng a cup of clear, emerald-green tea. Her voice was as cool as ever, but a worry that could not dissolve lay hidden deep within her lowered eyes.
Lin Feng did not take it immediately. His gaze fell upon the slender hand holding the teacup.
It was a perfect and flawless hand, with long fingers and skin like congealed cream. Yet at this moment, it was trembling ever so slightly.
"What is it?" Lin Feng asked flatly, as though merely making casual conversation.
Yun Xiao's delicate body trembled. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to tell him the truth.
After all, before her Master, any concealment was futile.
"In reply to Master... this disciple has encountered some obstacles in cultivation." Yun Xiao's voice lowered. "Ever since Master aided me in forcibly breaking through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, this disciple has always felt that there