Yang Family's Spirit Mountain.
A streak of light flew out from the Zifu Feast Palace towards the basin of a mountain stream on another spirit mountain.
This basin was surrounded by mountains. In the center of the basin was a huge spiritual lake. At first glance, it looked like an inland sea.
In front of the Spirit Lake.
An elegant pavilion stood beside the lake.
In the pavilion, there was a white figure sitting there.
The two of them descended.
Chen Daoxuan hurriedly cupped his hands. " Thank you for your trouble, Fairy. I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness. "
The Yang family female cultivator who was dressed as a maid covered her cherry mouth and smiled, shaking her head,It's my Breath Holding Skill, it has nothing to do with Young Master Chen. "
Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan nodded in understanding.
