For the sake of the Covering Moon Sect, and to lead by example, Nangong Que finally decided to return to the stage.
Mo Caihuan followed a maid to Nangong Wan's palace, which stood on another peak and shared the same architectural style.
Nangong Wan practiced a special cultivation art that caused her cultivation level to regress at regular intervals. That was why, despite being at the Core Formation Stage, she had disguised herself as a Qi Refining Stage cultivator to enter the Blood-Colored Trial-an old cow grazing on tender grass.
A Core Formation Stage cultivator was at least a hundred-something years old, while Han Li had only been in his early twenties at the time.
Truly, marry a woman three years older and cradle a gold brick; thirty years older and gain a kingdom; three hundred years older and receive a Golden Core; three thousand years older and join the ranks of immortals. Thirty thousand years older, and the Queen Mother spoon-feeds you. Three hundred thousand years older, and Buddha stands guard at your door. Three million years older, and the Immortal Realm revolves around you. Thirty million years older, and your word rules the Immortal Realm. Three hundred million years older, and you cleave heaven from earth. Three billion years older, and Pangu is your little brother. Thirty billion years older, and you reign over the Jurassic. Three hundred billion years older, and you knead the Milky Way Galaxy into existence with your bare hands.
Nangong Wan was over a hundred years older than Han Li and had given him plenty of materials.
The palace was silent and serene, with a delicate fragrance drifting through it.
After passing the guards' posts and entering the main hall, Mo Caihuan cupped her hands. "Junior Mo Caihuan greets Martial Aunt Nangong."
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