At the summit of Rosy Perch Mountain.
Before a grand and imposing cave dwelling stood seven young figures in silence, as though waiting for something.
A moment later.
Rumble—
Amid a deep, muffled roar, the cave dwelling's gates slowly parted to either side, and surging spiritual essence poured forth, directly swallowing the group.
"Come in, all of you."
A clear voice tinged with lazy charm suddenly drifted from the depths of the cave dwelling.
"Yes, Senior Sister!"
The seven waiting outside answered respectfully in unison, then entered the cave dwelling in orderly fashion.
Before long.
Within the cave dwelling, everyone sat cross-legged on the floor of a spacious meditation chamber over thirty meters wide, heatedly discussing the finalization of the Golden Ranking. Some wore expectant expressions, while others were uneasy.
At the center of the group.
Sat Gu Yunyao, clad in a red dress, her lustrous jade-white feet bare.
A string of bronze bells was tied around her ankle. As she moved, they swayed gently, producing immortal chimes that hooked the soul and stirred the heart.
Beside Gu Yunyao, a man in white robes sat with his eyes closed in meditation. The aura he gave off was exceedingly terrifying; he was clearly also a cultivator who had entered the Crimson Palace Sea Secret Realm.
At a certain moment.
"Junior Brother Shen Song," Gu Yunyao said, turning to the black-clad youth beside her. Her red lips parted slightly, her eyes shimmering. "In only one month, you entered the top hundred of the Golden Ranking. Such performance truly exceeded Brother Hai's and my expectations."
The moment those words fell.
Everyone in the room stopped chatting, their gazes converging on the black-clad youth.
Hearing this.
The black-clad youth unconsciously looked toward Gu Yunyao's exquisite, pretty face, a faint and nearly imperceptible trace of