After bidding Elder Nian farewell, you returned to the bamboo grove to wait.
Amid the swaying bamboo shadows, a slender figure in plain white already stood waiting.
"Sorry for the wait!"
"No, Senior Brother. Qingxue would wait however long it took." Her voice sounded a little flustered.
"Was that sword strike just now yours, Senior Brother?" She gazed toward the sea of clouds, hesitant.
You stepped out of the bamboo grove and nodded with a gentle smile.
Moonlight fell across Shen Qingxue's face. Looking at the young man before her, whose brow was relaxed for once, she felt that Senior Brother truly seemed happy today.
An indescribable feeling stirred in her heart.
The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.
Leaning against a green bamboo stalk, you opened your palm to reveal a crimson cocoon tinged with purple-gold, radiating an extraordinary aura.
"It's getting late."
"This is a Purple-Gold Heavenly Horn Ant larva. At first, a True Spirit like this is no different from an ordinary flying ant."
"It's for you!"
Shen Qingxue was about to speak, but the young man in blue-green robes had already disappeared into the bamboo grove.
She looked at the cocoon in her hand. Something so precious, yet Senior Brother had seemed not to care about it at all.
Then she recalled today's sword strike, which had cleaved the sea of clouds and drawn the attention of every peak on Mount Fangcun.
She gently held the cocoon against her chest.
You returned to your garden and sealed it behind more than a dozen formations.
Then you sat cross-legged in the quiet room.
You began taking stock of today's haul from your Storage Bag.
Ant True Person's generous gift package.
Ant True Person's "gifts" lay spread across the table, a dazzling array wreathed in spiritual radiance.
Dozens of