She Ji's escape technique was somewhat peculiar. It was neither Cloud Riding and Mist Traveling nor burrowing into the earth, but like a hazy beam of light, there and gone. She quickly left this stretch of mountains behind, yet as she examined her knuckles, she kept looking back.
That female cultivator who had appeared so suddenly definitely had some connection to Sun Yiqiu. She Ji did not want to stir up further complications and chose to withdraw for now, but she was unwilling to simply give up on Sun Yiqiu.
Within a valley deep in the mist-shrouded mountains lay She Ji's cave abode. It was also a small secret realm. With displeasure on her face, she hurried back here atop her escaping light.
Mist enveloped the outside of the valley, but within it were singing birds, fragrant flowers, little bridges, and flowing streams. It was like an immortal realm, a world apart.
Mister Gao was playing chess beneath a tree with an old man. The old man was the first to notice She Ji's return. Raising his head, he smiled at the flying spiritual light.
"Empress She has returned? Eh, where is your ideal husband?"
Mister Gao also turned to look behind him. Seeing She Ji land and walk over step by step, he could practically see the four words "in a bad mood" written across her face.
By rights, a wisp of Sun Yiqiu's divine consciousness should have returned with She Ji, allowing him to linger in the secret realm within his "dream." With a beauty at his side in a land of spiritual charm, amid fine weather and beautiful scenery, he surely would have swiftly developed feelings for She Ji. So long as he promised marriage, the matter would be half accomplished.
Their method was exceedingly gentle, and