Beneath the Flower Tree
Under the flower tree, a man and a woman sat facing each other. Between them stood an ordinary wooden table, upon which rested a teapot and two cups of flower tea. Its fragrance was enchanting and refreshing.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for the kindness of healing my injuries. May I ask what brings you here?"
The woman wore a snow-white gown. Her beauty was peerless, with crystalline black eyes like stars, a straight jade-carved nose, and delicate skin fairer than snow. Her elegance far surpassed those so-called "fairies" of the mortal world.
At the very least, even Linglong and the Li Rong sisters who had previously followed Fang Yu were slightly inferior to her.
"You are too courteous, miss. I have heard a little of the name Progenitor Bao Hua, so I came to offer some assistance. Even if I had not intervened, Miss Bao Hua would likely have awakened within a thousand years at most. There is no need to thank me."
Fang Yu took a sip of flower tea and chuckled carelessly.
"No matter what, Fellow Daoist has done me a great favor. Moreover, whether I can recover from my injuries will still require your help. What would it take for you to help me recover?"
Bao Hua asked with a smile on her lovely face.
She knew Fang Yu's divine abilities and strength far surpassed hers, yet she was not overly wary of him.
"Why not take a look at this cultivation technique first, miss? I believe you will gain much from it."
Instead of answering directly, Fang Yu took out a jade slip of emerald green and placed it on the wooden table.
Bao Hua did not hesitate. With a tap of her jade finger, she drew the jade slip into her