Nuya's Palace. Emerald Cove. Dadangar.
Aksai and Nuya strolled through the lush Spirit garden at the back of her palace, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight.
The two Spirit cultivators, despite their advanced age by mortal standards, looked as young as late teens due to their cultivation base.
Nuya's lush black hair, as dark as the starless night sky, cascaded down her back. Her pinkish-red lips were stunning, and her ocean-blue eyes looked extra mesmerizing in the moonlight.
Aksai noticed a layer of frost energy surrounding her, a result of her unique ice-element cultivation technique. It added to her charms.
'She… she is indeed beautiful,' Aksai thought to himself, admiring her grace and elegance.
As they walked, they chatted casually, discussing various matters related to Emerald Cove and the situation beyond the island. Their conversations were a regular occurrence whenever they found time, given their roles as island owners.
