The layout of the dwelling was very familiar...
Cliffs and a sea of clouds, ancient pines, distant mountains rising in overlapping layers, thin white mist like an ink wash painting, and archaic halls roofed in blue-green tiles—it looked especially like Clear Void Peak of Chunyang Palace on Shenhua Mountain. Even the rear courtyard had been copied wholesale. Bai Yujun even saw the house where she had often lived.
Though it was merely a remote corner by Daoist standards, inconspicuous among countless handsome peaks, it was the warmest place of all.
The copper bells beneath the eaves chimed in the wind, stirring the ribbon binding her hair.
Outside the hall doors.
She tipped up her pretty face, wrinkled her little nose, and took a deep breath. The distinctive scent left after incense had burned was immensely familiar.
A beautiful woman with a touch of baby fat rushed straight at her.
"Ha! Little White is back!"
Bai Yujun rolled her eyes. Before she had taken human form, this woman had called her Big White; after she transformed, it became Little White. Daring to compare her tiny height to that of a three-hundred-zhang Divine Dragon—this girl was as remarkable as her cultivation journey.
She opened her arms and easily caught her, curling her lips. Was this girl showing off?
"Senior Sister, have some restraint. You're the flower of Clear Void. Hanging off me really isn't appropriate..."
Before Clear Void Hall, the tall Xu Ling clung to the slender, slightly shorter Bai Yujun. Even with her dragon horns, Bai Yujun was not as tall as Xu Ling.
Yang Mu stood to one side, smiling just as he had back then.
"Junior Sister Bai, welcome home."
"Senior Brother, you should shave that beard. You look like an uncle."
"I'll shave when I have time. Go