At Maoshan, an enormous mountain gate towered.
Compared with Cloudmist Sect, the buildings here were grander and more imposing. The complex stretched over a vast area, making it one of the few great sects of the age.
It was one of the Six Giants of the Dao Alliance.
And as one of the three sects that had branched off from the true Daoist order of old, the Shangqing Sect possessed unfathomably deep foundations.
Crowds of disciples bustled about, and the entrance teemed with people.
"Senior Brother Wushen, there's a big assembly! Hurry to the sect square!"
A voice as clear as a lark rang out. A young girl in a Daoist robe, her rosy face soft and delicate, shouted up into a peach tree.
The tree was immensely thick, like a small house, and a stone tablet had even been erected beside it.
Inscribed upon it were the words: [Panlong Wood]
"Senior Brother, why did you climb up the Panlong Wood to sleep again? If Master finds out, he'll make you chop ten woodsheds' worth of firewood again! And fill every water vat in the sect!"
The young Taoist nun kept shouting up into the tree.
"Stop shouting, you little terror!" A head poked out of the dense canopy. The young man wore his hair in a short topknot and a black cloth Daoist robe, with an unshakably languid expression on his face.
The young Taoist nun abruptly fell silent, unable to tear her eyes away from the handsome young man in the tree.
"Are you that afraid no one will know I broke the sect rules?"
"Stop shouting, stop shouting. I almost found one!"
"This tree really does bear peaches! I told you I wasn't mistaken that year. Once I find some, I'll give you the first one to