Of the reasons they had moved here, only Mu Guyue knew anything. Feng Hongyue had no idea why they had suddenly been brought to such an excellent place.
Earlier, Tang Feng and Li Yan had spoken in low voices up ahead, deliberately keeping some of their conversation from them. Without Divine Sense, they naturally had no way of knowing the truth.
Otherwise, if they knew that only Spirit Transformation cultivators could live on the peak where Li Yan now resided, they would have begun to question his current cultivation realm.
Once they entered the cave residence, the view opened up, bright and spacious. There were little bridges over flowing streams, corridors and ornamental rocks, ponds filled with golden carp, and spiritual energy swirling everywhere in the form of white mist.
Above them, formations projected the actual sky outside onto the cavern ceiling, allowing those inside to keep track of sunrise and sunset, night and day.
The three of them walked over an arched bridge, white spiritual energy slowly billowing beneath their feet like clouds in an immortal paradise. The burbling of water beneath the bridge flowed into their hearts, instantly calming their minds.
Ahead, winding corridors stretched farther into the residence, their hazy outlines forming a veritable painting of an immortal sanctuary.
Even Li Yan, who had never cared much about the surroundings of his cave residence, was thoroughly satisfied by this picturesque scene.
Of the two following him, Feng Hongyue showed little change in expression. He was a veteran Spirit Transformation cultivator, after all, and a true cultivator of the Immortal Spirit Realm. Neither Li Yan nor Mu Guyue could compare to the breadth of his experience.
On seeing all this, the indifference on Mu Guyue's usually cold face immediately softened considerably.
A woman was still a woman. A