"Muxiang... Pavilion."
After leaving the tomb, Xu Taiping came to an octagonal pavilion and looked up, reading its name aloud.
"Senior Sister Linglong's mother should have been named Muxiang, right?"
Xu Taiping gazed at the pavilion's plaque and murmured.
"Your sect master seems rather easygoing and careless. I never expected him to be so thoughtful."
Fairy Lingyue's voice rang out in Xu Taiping's mind.
"Indeed."
Already standing inside the pavilion, Xu Taiping looked around and discovered that from Muxiang Pavilion, he could take in all the beautiful mountain scenery surrounding him.
In fact, it was not just Muxiang Pavilion. The entire cemetery seemed to have been built with considerable care.
It seemed secluded, yet it faced the Seven Peaks across the clouds; it seemed desolate, yet it was a rare place that sheltered wind and gathered qi, so much so that even the flowers and grasses growing in the cemetery were especially vibrant.
Clack.
Xu Taiping sat beside the stone table in the pavilion and placed the Fish-Seeking Disc on it.
He glanced at the Fish-Seeking Disc. When he saw those seven or eight black fish slowly approaching him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly without his noticing.
The fish were taking the bait.
"Whew..."
Xu Taiping stretched, then folded his arms across his chest and gazed at the mountains before him. His expression remained impassive as he spoke to Fairy Lingyue in his mind:
"It's strange. Although many places in Youyun Heaven have far more abundant spiritual energy than Cloud Cottage Mountain, after staying there for a long time, I always feel it isn't as comfortable as here."
Fairy Lingyue giggled at his words, then agreed:
"A cultivator must have a place to call home. It needn't be large or particularly fine, but its doors must always