Led by the White Crane acolyte, Ling Qing and the others paid their respects to Dharma Master Wudang in the main hall and presented the wisp of human incense offering they had obtained.
They bowed and said, "Master, we have fulfilled our mission without failing your expectations."
"Good." Dharma Master Wudang beckoned, drawing that wisp of human incense offering into his palm, then nodded lightly. "This journey has truly been hard on all of you."
Hearing this, Ling Qing and the others rose and bowed again. "When Master has matters to attend to, it is the disciples' duty to labor for you. This is what we ought to do."
Dharma Master Wudang nodded, flicking his whisk as he said, "This journey must have drained much of your energy. Go back and rest well first."
"Yes!" Ling Qing and the others made a respectful salute and withdrew from the main hall.
Once everyone had left, Dharma Master Wudang lowered his head to look at the wisp of human incense offering in his hand.
He pondered it for a while, then raised his hand, and the wisp of human incense offering flew from his palm.
It drifted out of Yuyu Heaven and descended directly into the Earth Immortal Realm, within the Southern Jambu Continent.
At this time, the Great Tang dynasty upon the Southern Jambu Continent was engulfed in war.
The military governors each carved out their own territories, pursuing their own interests and leaving the common people unable to live in peace.
Amid that chaotic age, a woman was leading the clansmen of her hometown in resistance against the violence and disorder.
Yet her background was humble, and both her strength and influence were meager. She stood on the brink of destruction at any moment.
One day, as she fretted over