The other peak heads could only look on with envy, for they had no disciples worth presenting.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shui Yue led Li Wan'er out of Yuqing Hall.
Li Wan'er now had a rough idea of the strength of the Seven Peaks' heads.
Sect Master Daoxuan was at Peak Shangqing, followed by Tian Buyi, who appeared to have reached the fourth level of Shangqing.
Cangsong, Shui Yue, and Zeng Shuchang were all at the peak of the second level of Shangqing, while Shang Zhengliang and Tianyun had only just entered Shangqing.
Only ten or twenty years had passed since the righteous-demonic war, and these peak heads had yet to reach their prime.
If Qingyun, a pillar of the Orthodox Dao, was like this, Incense Valley and Heavenly Sound Temple were probably much the same.
After returning to Xiaozhu Peak, Li Wan'er indeed settled down. Calm and detached, she often spent her days in the Library Pavilion, looking more like a Daoist nun than Shui Yue did.
Later, she even asked Shui Yue to assign her the duty of guarding the Library Pavilion.
Because she treated everyone gently, the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak felt little awe toward her. They generally spoke their minds, and she did not mind.
Ten years passed, then twenty, and she naturally revealed cultivation at the first level of Shangqing to the peak heads.
As for her actual cultivation, those previous centuries had hardly been wasted when it came to cultivating the spirit.
Long ago, her yang had reached its extreme and given rise to yin, allowing yin and yang to generate one another. Amid the mutual generation and restraint of the yin and yang spirits, she had found a balance, transcended yin and yang, and formed a Taiji Xuanqing primordial