Never swayed by external things.
In her eyes, she had wandered through the mortal world all her life, witnessing all its ugliness.
As fish know the water's cold or warm, she understood it well.
She was very clear that her path was with her four fellow disciples; as long as the five of them were well, that was enough.
Indeed...
Under her gaze, figures slowly emerged in the mirror, each one devastatingly beautiful, with peerless grace.
It was none other than the five sisters, standing together with joyful laughter, the atmosphere so harmonious.
A smile unwittingly formed on her lips, her peach blossom eyes looking so bright and captivating.
Amidst the mist, she just watched the mirror for a long time before stepping into it.
At the moment she stepped in, the always serene water mirror suddenly began to churn, and then, a figure appeared within the mirror.
