The Lower Realm, the Heaven Mending Sect in the Cosmos Domain.
Across the vast sacred mountain lands, white mist billowed and auspicious light bloomed, shrouding peak after peak in an ethereal haze.
Islands also hung in the sky, surrounded by brilliant clouds and a holy aura. Silver waterfalls cascaded from them, sparkling like jewels in a dream.
Beneath the moonlight, a clear, pristine lake lay on a relatively large floating island. Like a mirror, it reflected the twinkling stars and a graceful figure.
It was a girl dressed in white, untainted by even a speck of dust. Her skin was snowy white, and she resembled a fairy beneath the moon, a woodland spirit.
Her dark hair drifted loose, her red lips exquisite. Holding a jade flute, she stood by the lake with an otherworldly air. A hazy mist veiled her beautiful eyes, stirring the heart of anyone who gazed into them.
Young though she was, she possessed the beauty of ice and snow, transcending the mundane world, untouched by mortal smoke and fire. Ordinary people could hardly remain composed before her, and might even feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
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The lilting notes of a flute rose as the girl held the jade instrument to her red lips and played a divine melody, cleansing the silent night.
The melody was truly beautiful, as though divine symbols were leaping forth one after another to echo between heaven and earth. Long rainbows shot through the air, and showers of light fell, as beautiful as a painting.
It seemed like immortal music, filling the surroundings with brilliance. Countless plants grew wildly, flowers bloomed and danced around the girl, making her look all the more ethereal and holy.
Meanwhile, ripples appeared on the lake. A great school of spirit fish swam over, drawn