In the heart of the majestic Sixth Peak stood a palace that could rival the mansions of ancient immortals. Towering jade pillars etched with golden phoenixes held aloft a dome painted with scenes of starry heavens and celestial dragons. Warm incense coiled upward in invisible streams, filling the luxurious bedchamber with a sweet, soothing aroma. The floor was polished spirit jade, glimmering faintly under the soft glow of floating lanterns.
Within this magnificent sanctuary, Su Lan sat on a wide silken bed embroidered with blooming lotuses, her flawless figure wrapped in a flowing violet robe only covering half of the body that shimmered like moonlight over water. Her long black hair cascaded behind her, still slightly disheveled from the earlier dual cultivation. Her delicate brows were furrowed, her cherry lips pursed slightly as she stared down at the silent young man before her.
