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"Your Majesty, please descend the mountain."
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Inside the gate of the Taiji Cave.
The peerless mystic female crown held the jade carving that appeared to resemble a horse yet was not, lost in a trance. Suddenly, with a smile blossoming across her face, she turned to Shui Lingyue and said:
"Ling Yue, what do you think this jade carving looks like?"
"Resembling a horse but not a horse, could it be some kind of mythical beast?" The mistress, no, now a daoist nun Shui Lingyue began to rack her brains, searching through the scriptures for a name of a mythical beast that matched this creature.
"Stop guessing. It's a donkey, just an ordinary donkey. It was a little donkey I had when I was young. After it died, I couldn't stop crying, so my elder brother carved this jade sculpture for me. However, his skills were so poor it doesn't really look like it."
