Within Mount Xianglu, a dense fog lingered and undulated without end, and far away in a pavilion stood a woman in a Taoist robe, with black hair cascading down like a waterfall, silently standing still, holding a lantern in her hand.
Her figure was exquisite, her face beautiful and natural without any blemish, much like a tranquil spring, especially those eyes, as serene as a stream.
Merely standing there, she brought an involuntary calm to the heart, as if she could dissolve all turbulence.
She was the contemporary heiress to celestial calculations, the State Preceptor of the Great Tang, and Fang Yang's second disciple, Mo Ke.
