Heavy snow fluttered down, draping all of Little Mountain Peak in silver.
The Azure Cloud Holy Land, where the Azure Cloud Sect stood, enjoyed springlike weather all year round and abundant spiritual energy. Snow was something that almost never fell there.
Whenever Ouyang and Leng Qingsong went to the Mortal World for the first snow, the snow on Little Mountain Peak was something Hu Yun reproduced in real time based on Maple Leaf City's first snowfall.
Otherwise, the weather in two places ten thousand miles apart would never have been so perfectly synchronized.
At this thought, Ouyang narrowed his eyes again. That old fox of theirs seemed to have tampered even with the snowfall during this trip to the Mortal World. Otherwise, how could everything have been such a coincidence?
Little Mountain Peak lay in the bitter cold of deep winter, yet beyond its boundaries, everything was lush and green, as though the heavy snow over Little Mountain Peak fell on that peak alone.
Standing amid the wind and snow, Hu Yun counted off the time on his fingers, then pointed lightly toward the summit. The somewhat shabby couplets and lanterns on the courtyard gate became brand-new again.
"The year of the Wood Rat? In the year of the Wood Rat, great fortune beneath the heavens!" Hu Yun laughed heartily and rode his cloud down to the courtyard gate at the summit of Little Mountain Peak with Ouyang and the other two.
"Master, I found you another disciple. He's only a registered disciple for now. When you have time, let him formally become your disciple and get acquainted with our peak!" Suddenly remembering Xiao Feng, Ouyang spoke to Hu Yun, who was gazing at the gate and sighing.
Hu Yun waved to indicate that he knew, then pushed open Little