Three years had passed in the blink of an eye.
In the Qianling Garden, a cluster of blue lotus flowers floated above the Golden Roc Courtyard, amidst flashes of lightning and peals of thunder.
The disciples of the Qianling Sect had grown accustomed to this sight, knowing that Shen Long was concocting elixirs in the Golden Roc Courtyard.
Chu Buyu and Han He were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, discussing something.
"I have already sent a Sound Transmission Talisman to my husband. Once he finishes alchemy, Taoist Friend Han will be able to meet him," said Chu Buyu.
"Fairy Chu, you don't know if the Spirit Beast Egg has hatched yet?" asked Han He.
Over the past three years, he had contacted Shen Long several times to inquire about the status of the Spirit Beast Egg, and Shen Long always responded that he was working hard on it.
