Buzz, buzz, buzz...
Just then, a faint buzzing suddenly sounded outside the window.
Chu Mu turned to look and saw a streak of Emerald Spiritual Light descending from the sky, hovering before the window.
As the spiritual light dispersed, a jade-like, translucent leaf floated before the window.
The veins upon the leaf were distinct and lifelike.
A dense force of verdant vitality had been combined through exquisite spiritual power to form this emerald leaf.
"Hmm?"
Chu Mu gave it a look, then suddenly raised his brow.
He lifted a hand and beckoned. The leaf hovered over his palm, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart.
"This spiritual power..."
Suspicion showed on Chu Mu's face. This spiritual power... this rich vitality of grass and wood—had he seen it somewhere before? "Was it her?"
After reflecting for a moment, a graceful figure surfaced in his mind. With a flash, Chu Mu appeared at the window.
Looking down, he saw a woman in a pale green gown standing before the Cloud Top Palace.
At that moment, as though she had sensed Chu Mu's presence, the woman looked up. Her eyes shimmered like rippling water, carrying a peculiar meaning.
With a thought from Chu Mu, a long bridge of clouds and mist manifested before the Cloud Top Palace, stretching from his pavilion straight to the woman.
"Zhaoxue greets you, Senior."
The woman stepped into the pavilion, smiling as she dipped into a curtsy.
Chu Mu studied her with interest, his voice unhurried. "I heard that among the Qin clan of the imperial court, the Ninth Princess is named Zhaoxue."
"I presume you are the Ninth Princess of Great Heng, Fellow Daoist?"
"I never expected that after so many years, Senior would still remember this maiden's name."
Qin Zhaoxue smiled faintly,