Having settled on the name, the elderly father and mother felt a great burden lifted off their shoulders.
They chatted idly for a while, and without realizing it, evening approached, the moon rose over the Kunlun Mountains, bathing Jade Void Peak in a cold, clear light that added a layer of faint silver shadow to the already snow-covered summit.
It was a desolate and sprawling area, with a harsh climate, where peaks rose abruptly into the clouds. The nearest road was a hundred miles away, leading to previous scenic spots and a mid-mountain mining site.
While the outside world seemed desolate, inside the small old Celestial Master observance hall, candles were lit, and the censer was emitting streams of smoke, intoxicating and enchanting. As they spoke, there came a moment when they ran out of words and they instinctively went to bed, gently embracing one another.
