Although the Myriad Races Assembly had ended, many beings still lingered, unwilling to leave.
They had a premonition that this lifetime would far surpass every past era in its dazzling splendor.
Cultivators from the Painting Arts Sect of Central Province painted the scenes of this grand gathering of the myriad races on scrolls, drawing countless cultivators to stop and look.
That night.
In the Lakeside Cottage, the Jade Lake Saintess faced the moon alone. Moonlight spilled across her exquisite face, making one unable to help wanting to cherish her.
"What's wrong?" Qin Tian walked over, slipped an arm around her slender waist, and held her tightly in his embrace.
The Jade Lake Saintess raised her eyes to Qin Tian. A radiant smile immediately blossomed on her usually cool face, like flowers blooming in the warmth of spring, gladdening the heart. "You were so full of spirit, treating the Ancient Emperor's Sons as nothing. Your bearing was enough to win anyone over."
"I'm so proud!" The Jade Lake Saintess turned around and wrapped her fair, slender arms around Qin Tian's neck.
"But all I could do was watch." Her tone changed, and a trace of sorrow appeared on her face. "When you were instructing the Ancient Emperor's Sons, I couldn't get a single word in."
The Jade Lake Saintess curled into herself and murmured softly, "I felt as though I was so far, so very far away from you then."
Although she was the saintess of an Extreme Dao Force and a prodigy of her region, she had only just touched the threshold of the seven prohibitions. She was still far from the eight forbidden domain.
But for a mortal body, this was already quite impressive.
After all, a certain Ji Family heir with a divine king body had only