"Your words are as shameless as those of the Human Ancestor back in the day," she laughed heartily.
Her voice lacked the soft drawl of Wu dialect, instead it had an indescribably straightforward and hearty tone.
Yu Xian thought to himself that she should have been a man.
But perhaps since the Human Ancestor was a man, it was only natural that the mountain god he awakened took a female form.
Whether he fancied her or not was irrelevant.
Most men share a certain disposition, after all.
And he was no exception.
The woman gathered her hair behind her and let it fall over a lavish and noble gown that covered her figure. The dress was embroidered with mountains and rivers that seemed almost alive, their waters and vegetation even appeared to sway with the wind.
"Let's make our acquaintance official," she said.
