Upon Mei Mountain, the snow was a vast white expanse, and the wind bit with a piercing cold.
Lin Qianyan, clad in a simple white long dress, walked along the mountain path. She wore a veiled conical hat, its light gauze fluttering in the wind, obscuring half of her lovely face.
Three years had passed since they last parted.
After she descended from Bai Mei Mountain, everyone came to ask who was number one under the heavens.
Lin Qianyan was unwilling to speak of what happened on Bai Mei Mountain. The place held too many humiliating memories for Brother Pei. In her eyes, it was all in the past, and that filth should be buried by the wind and forgotten.
She took the Jade Maiden Sect into seclusion, entering three years of arduous, closed-door cultivation.
During those three years, she thought of only one thing.
To vie with Brother Pei for the true title of number one under the heavens.
