Beside the Bamboo House, a silvery-white waterfall plunged from the mountaintop like the Milky Way hanging upside down. Its surging force struck the deep pool at the mountain's foot and dashed countless sprays against the enormous rocks.
Veils of mist filled the mountain forest, bathing the already verdant vegetation until it looked green enough to drip.
Amid that drifting mist, the young woman's figure seemed all the more vibrant and ethereal.
She wore a green robe and stood tall and graceful. Though only fifteen, she already possessed curves that could draw envious gazes.
Her lovely silhouette standing beside the waterfall in the mountain forest alone would have captivated countless painters, as though she were a beautiful sight fashioned by heaven and earth.
Yet if one looked past her ink-black hair to see her face, even that landscape, blessed with nature's finest beauty, would have paled beside her.
Though a trace of childishness still lingered on her delicate, elegant face, her breathtaking beauty was already enough to drive countless brilliant young men wild.
Gu Xun'er stood quietly on the Bamboo House, silently taking in the aura of heaven and earth around her.
The dampness carried by the mist made her feel wonderfully comfortable, while the deafening roar of the waterfall, softened by several layers of arrays, took on a distinctive rhythm.
Just then, a ghostlike black shadow stirred gently behind her before finally taking the form of an elderly figure in black robes.
"Young miss."
The black-robed elder gazed respectfully at the green-robed young woman before him.
This young woman was not only the pearl of the Gu Clan, but also its future.
"Elder Ling, is something the matter?"
Gu Xun'er did not turn around and continued quietly listening to the vibrations of the waterfall.
Ling Ying paused, then said in