Mount Hua.
At the gates of Chunyang Palace, the gatekeeping disciples watched a heap of goods make its way up from the foot of the mountain...
With two weapons on her back and a huge pile of miscellaneous local specialties and other goods on her shoulder, Bai Yujun climbed the mountain step by step. After settling the affairs of the Dragon Girl Temple in Longze County, she hurried back to Chunyang Palace. Life on the mountain was austere, so she brought back more tasty food and fun things to brighten it up. Besides, she did not need to cultivate bitterly like the human race. The most valuable items were the gold, silver, and jewels she had earned some time ago.
When she returned to Qingxu Palace, she found that the imperial brother and sister had yet to leave.
After greeting Yang Mu and Xu Ling, she learned that Yu Rong was in secluded cultivation. Without another word, she ran to Lingxu Palace and hauled the failed pills and medicinal dregs she had hoarded for so long back to Qingxu Palace.
She spread the gold, silver, and jewels across her bed, then piled the failed pills and medicinal dregs beside it.
Tsk, tsk. She had achieved freedom in failed pills. This was the life a snake ought to have—lying amid heaps of gold and treasure, reaching out for failed pills whenever she got hungry. Oh no, oh no, this entire snake had fallen into decadence.
The side courtyard.
Li Xiangling had been absentminded a great deal lately.
She wondered whether her father, the Emperor in Daming Palace, would agree to her wish to cultivate. Several of her elder and younger brothers cultivated at Great Sects. It was not that they had not wanted to enter Chunyang Palace, but that without a