Central Province, Cloud Dream Pavilion.
Compared with other Immortal Sects, which liked to hang vast palaces high in the heavens just like the storybooks Li Yingling read, Cloud Dream Pavilion's grounds were rather distinctive.
They were built alongside mountains and water, rarely leveling the cliffs and peaks here to make room for buildings.
The peaks stretched almost unbroken, and the Xiaoxiang River cascaded down bearing spiritual radiance, its light shimmering.
Spirit beasts darted about, and winged creatures chirped softly.
Mountain forests blocked the paths; immortal bridges linked them directly.
Zheng Zhaoling sat meditating on a cushion atop Calm Mind Peak, the mighty winds making her black-and-white robes snap and flutter.
Time slipped lightly by. Since her last meeting with Cui Hao at the Heavenly Derivation Sect, her cultivation had climbed to the Body Integration Realm.
Fifty-odd years was actually no longer considered fast for a core disciple nurtured with all the resources of the Eighteen Immortal Sects, but fortunately, Zheng Zhaoling had laid an exceptionally solid foundation.
Naturally, this was acceptable to Cloud Dream Pavilion. After all, a core disciple was not an item with a hundred-year lifespan, but a core figure who would keep Cloud Dream Pavilion stable for a thousand years to come.
The previous incident at Cloud Dream Marsh in Northern Jambudvipa had ultimately implicated Zheng Zhaoling.
After all, Teng Snake's true body had been revealed. However much they suppressed the news, they could not hide it from those determined to investigate.
Cloud Dream Pavilion had no choice but to devote greater effort to fulfilling its agreement and protecting Cloud Dream Marsh. Meanwhile, the completely different situation at Cloud Dream Marsh also required Cloud Dream Pavilion to keep adjusting.
Although they had laid Chu Xingchen's questioning to rest.
Cloud Dream Pavilion could not stomach the final outcome