Screen Wall Cliff.
Beneath the green pines.
The leisurely fragrance of tea drifted up, several wisps of heat rising straight into the air like curling smoke and clouds. The mountains were silent, without wind.
Beside the tea stove, two women sat on either side.
One was somewhat older, with the face of a beautiful married woman, her brows and eyes carrying two parts more gentleness than ordinary people.
The other had the face of a young woman, her white hair soft and smooth, falling to her waist, her brows and eyes carrying two parts more frost than ordinary people.
Tap, tap, tap—
From the mountain path behind the two came the scattered sound of footsteps.
"Ancestor, the two of them are here!" Cang Yue set down the teacup in her hand and spoke.
The white-haired woman nodded.
In passing, she picked up the teacup before her and took a small sip at her jade-warm red lips.
Behind them, Jiang Ning's face was the first to appear in Cang Yue's line of sight.
His eyes seemed to contain a Great Sun and a bright moon, and waves of Yin Yang Profound Light radiated from around him, continuously expanding outward.
Afterward, Shen Yue Ru also appeared in her line of sight, dressed all in red, her figure tall and slender.
"Greetings, seniors!" Jiang Ning came before the two and cupped his hands.
"Greetings, Sect Master!" Shen Yue Ru first bowed toward Cang Yue, then bent at the waist toward the white-haired woman who showed only her back. "This disciple pays respects to Ancestor!"
"True Disciple Jiang, please take a seat!" Cang Yue rose, then extended a hand in invitation.
Facing Jiang Ning, her bearing was not arrogant.
Because she clearly understood what a Nascent Soul Immortal represented.
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