Though he had been away from the sect, Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan had kept everything on Qingyang Peak in perfect order. Nothing was missing.
Liu Yu swept the area briefly with his divine sense and saw several inner and outer disciples working among the crisscrossing paths of the spirit fields.
His subordinates had also kept the mountain paths, pavilions, and terraces spotless.
"Not bad."
A smile appeared on Liu Yu's face as his gaze swept over the two women, affirming their efforts.
With the two women guiding him, he soon reached his cave abode, where every furnishing and utensil was in place.
Seated in the cave abode's main hall, the three discussed the events of the past years in detail.
After roughly four hours, the sky had gradually darkened, and both women chose to retire to their rooms without consulting each other.
Before leaving, both women's cheeks flushed faintly.
Though each had her own spirit mountain after reaching the Golden Core realm, neither intended to return there today.
"Young master, the warm water is ready. You may bathe whenever you wish."
Watching Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan disappear, the maid Wen Caiyi spoke softly.
"Let's bathe and change."
Liu Yu nodded and rose to walk toward the washroom, with Wen Caiyi close behind.
Looking at her master's back, a trace of melancholy flashed through her eyes.
Though her aptitude was decent, limited resources meant she had only reached the peak of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment at nearly two hundred years old. Her potential was exhausted, leaving her no hope of advancing further.
And because she was a maid, she had also lost the freedom to marry without her master's permission.
At the center of the washroom, steam rose from the clear pool, blurring the view.
Liu Yu