"Ginseng Fruit Tree!"
Western Shu, Mount Qingcheng, the rear mountain, Yuanming Palace.
A secluded chamber.
Not long after the Blood God Child's death, when the Xiling Sword Sect had first begun to take shape, the Perfected Person of Ultimate Bliss, who had spent years stationed elsewhere, had returned with his wife to Qingcheng's rear mountain. He had now spent some ten years sitting in contemplation, plumbing the profound.
On this day, an invitation flew into Qingcheng and reached the Perfected Person of Ultimate Bliss.
Normally unruffled by any change, the Perfected Person of Ultimate Bliss opened the jade invitation, took one look, and immediately sprang up from his stone bed, his expression changing dramatically as he cried out involuntarily.
"What is it, husband?"
Inside the chamber, to the Blissful Youth's right, stood another stone bed rooted in the spirit mountain's earth veins. A woman sat upon it. Her face was lovely, appearing no more than seventeen or eighteen, and charm suffused her every frown and smile. She was truly a peerless beauty of the mortal world. Seeing her husband cry out and lose his composure, she too was startled from her quiet contemplation. In her daze, she seemed to have heard an extraordinary ancient term, but she was unsure whether she had misheard.
The Blissful Youth's expression continued to shift: disbelief, sudden understanding, delight and curiosity. Eventually it returned to normal, though excitement remained visible in his eyes.
"Husband, what exactly happened? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Sun Xun had never seen her husband so discomposed, but his expression did not suggest anything bad. Her curiosity stirred, and she pressed him again.
"Get ready. You're coming on a long journey with me."
The Blissful Youth's tone was strange, carrying unmistakable joy and a sense of impatience, alongside the restraint of