Grand Elder Xue, her countenance adorned with worry and pensiveness, stepped into the private quarters of her newest disciple. Draped in resplendent robes that billowed with each step, her presence radiated authority and wisdom. A storm brewed within her heart, burdened by the weight of a difficult decision.
As her gaze fell upon Elena, the newest disciple, immersed in her cultivation, a pensive look etched across the Grand Elder's face. The sun's gentle rays caressed Elena's pristine white skin, casting an ethereal glow upon her. Her curly brown hair cascaded like a waterfall down her shoulders, creating an image akin to a celestial fairy. Serenity filled the room, momentarily disrupted by the Grand Elder's flickering worry.
