Ye Tian returned to his Primordial Imperial Palace and gently pushed open the doors, runes shimmering.
Though he had been away for a long time, the palace remained resplendent and perfectly ordered.
The first people he saw were Huang Ruoxi and Su Qinglian, whom he had not seen in so long.
Both had once been princesses of ancient kingdoms and saintesses of sacred lands. Since following him, their cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.
As he grew, they had changed as well. Their splendor remained, but they had become even more alluring and mature.
Huang Ruoxi still had a cascade of long, crimson hair. Her beauty was peerless, like that of an immortal maiden, and her figure had grown even more voluptuous.
The other woman wore a white dress, ethereal, pure, and holy. With her lovely, faint smile, she surpassed even an immortal maiden descended to the mortal world.
Her long, jade-like legs were flawless and white. Like a white lotus, she was none other than Su Qinglian.
When the two women saw Ye Tian, they were momentarily stunned.
He had grown tremendously during this journey away from the Eternal Ye Family to seek opportunities in the Supreme Hall.
Now, Ye Tian was a jade-like gentleman upon the country path, a young lord without equal in the world.
He had always possessed excellent looks. Now, after studying Daoist arts from the Primordial Era, he carried an air of weathered depth, as though the years flowed around him, making him seem all the more mature.
He no longer resembled the little brat whose baths they had attended when he was young.
"Young Master!"
Huang Ruoxi's voice trembled. She hurried forward and hugged Ye Tian tightly, as though she wanted to remain beside him forever and never leave him again.
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