[Divine Kunlun Sect, Peach Blossom Peak, Back Mountain.]
In the morning, the sun is bright, and the sunlight is warm and not jarring. The birds keep chirping on the trees while the breeze is cool. The leaves of the plants are covered by the dew drops. The sky was aglow, reflecting the light onto the dewy morning grass on the lawn.
"Based on your talent, the master doesn't doubt your achievement at all. In just three years, you could reach the Foundation Establishment." Xiong Zi Ying put his hands behind his back.
Dressing in a white-pink hanfu dress, the man's long white-pink hair swayed pleasantly. The man's face was alluring, as if he came out of the painting. At this time, without the frivolous manner as he used to, his serious expression added another trace of charm.
Huang Ying Yue has to admit that, with this stern and serious manner, he deserved to be called the Great Ancestor of the Divine Kunlun sect.
