Leaving

For the next ten-odd days, Duan Rong lingered near the Bamboo Grove.

Sometimes he crouched deep within the Bamboo Grove; other times, he sat cross-legged on a bluestone outside it.

Xiao Yu occasionally came by and looked over from afar. If Duan Rong was inside the Bamboo Grove and she could not see him, she would remain there, watching until she saw his figure emerge from the grove in the distance. Only then would she leave in peace.

More than ten days passed. Though the weather was bitterly cold and this place lay in a mountain hollow, the accumulated snow gradually melted away.

After investigating snow for so long, Duan Rong had reached a conclusion. Snow was not his medium either.

Only when one experienced multiple stirrings of resonance within a month could it count as a medium, offering a chance for comprehension. A single accidental occurrence did not count.

Late that night, inside the Cultivation Secret Chamber of the Lü Family Estate, Lü Qingzhu, seated cross-legged on a Prayer Mat, slowly opened her eyes.

She let out a soft breath, raised her sleeve to wipe the fine sweat from her brow, and finally refined a drop of high-grade primordial beast blood essence after a bout of Bitter Cultivation.

Lü Qingzhu's gaze shifted, and she suddenly thought of Duan Rong outside the Bamboo Grove. She slowly left the Cultivation Secret Chamber and saw the cold moon hanging overhead, with all creation hushed in silence.

At a thought, Three Flowers Gather on Crown instantly took shape. Beneath the cold moon's clear radiance, a graceful figure rode the wind into the air and flew toward the mountain hollow outside the estate.

Lü Qingzhu landed lightly outside the Bamboo Grove. Ten-odd days ago, this place had been blanketed in snow, but now it