The wind whistled past her. Xiang Wan stood inside the barrier, looking down at the magnificent landscape below, her heart filled with emotion.

From now on, she'll have someone to rely on!

After flying for about half an hour, a towering mountain peak gradually came into view.

As they drew closer, the woman in purple waved her hand, and the scene before them changed. Layers of mist appeared before them, then quickly rolled to both sides, revealing a mountain gate more than ten feet high.

On the stone platform in front of the mountain gate stood a disciple dressed in a light blue robe.

Purple-clad figure descended with a hand seal, and Xiang Wan retracted the barrier around her, jumping off the flying sword.

With things actually done, she felt much more at ease and silently followed behind Ziyi forward.

The disciple in blue stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Welcome back, Immortal Venerable!"

The woman in purple nodded slightly and walked past him toward the mountain gate.

As Xiang Wan passed by the disciple, she glanced at him and realized that she couldn't see through his cultivation level, so her expression became serious.

"Tongtian Peak, we'll be waiting for you for three days."

After saying that, the figure in purple disappeared.

Xiang Wan was completely bewildered. Hadn't they already taken him into Tongtian Peak?

What does three days mean?

Does it mean that it takes three days and three nights to get to Tongtian Peak?

Puzzled, Xiang Wan simply stood there, intending to ask the blue-robed disciple.

The golden threads on her body had disappeared at some point. Xiang Wan tightened her robes, cupped her hands, and asked, "Senior brother, may I ask how I can enter Tongtian Peak?"

The disciple in blue glanced at Xiang Wan, and seeing her earnest expression, said, "We disciples never concern ourselves with the Immortal Venerable's affairs. Since you are leaving on your own, then everything depends on you. I'm afraid I have nothing to say."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan became even more respectful. "My name is Xiang Wan. May I ask how I should address this senior brother?"

"Blue Forty-Eight".

"Where is this? And what is Tongtian Peak?"

They've been brought to the mountain gate, yet they still don't know where they are!

Lan Sishi was extremely surprised, but he couldn't show it. Considering that this was someone personally brought by the Purple-Clad Immortal, he dared not be negligent and replied, "This is Suixu Mountain. Tongtian Peak is where the Purple-Clad Immortal cultivates. In addition, there are nine lakes and eight mountains, each with its own mountain lord and lake lord. You must not trespass rashly."

Xiang Wan nodded her thanks, then looked up at the tall mountain gate. As she looked, she felt a little dizzy.

"There is a formation at the mountain gate. Looking at it for too long can damage your spiritual senses. Hurry up and go in, don't keep the Immortal Venerable waiting."

Lan Sishiba kindly reminded her, and Xiang Wan couldn't refuse. She took out a fine stone from her storage bag and handed it over, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

This is Wang Lin's storage bag. Xiang Wan doesn't know what this refined stone is, but she feels it's the perfect gift. If it were something inferior, she'd be embarrassed to offer it, and the recipient might not even appreciate it.

Lan Sishiba wanted to refuse, but once his eyes were on the spirit stone, he couldn't look away.

This was the sword-making material he had been searching for; if he missed it, he didn't know when he would find it again.

So he reached out and took it, and then took out another item from his storage bag.

"I can't take advantage of you for nothing. I obtained this jade flute by chance during my training, and I haven't had a chance to use it. Now I'm giving it to you as payment for this fine stone. Also, I'll give you a few words of advice, listen carefully—all that is beautiful is illusory. Only by being without heart, without emotion, without desire, and without seeking can you achieve your wishes!"

Xiang Wan accepted the jade flute and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

He turned and walked through the mountain gate.

The woman in purple sat cross-legged on a futon in the Water Cloud Palace, looking at the scene in the water mirror. Her eyes flickered slightly. "A prophecy is ultimately just a prophecy."

With a wave of his hand, the water mirror disappeared, the woman in purple closed her eyes, the immortal light receded, and her divine sense began to encompass the entire Suixu Mountain.

After she disappeared, a disciple also dressed in blue appeared beside Lan Forty-Eight.

"Forty-eight, bullying a girl, don't you feel guilty?"

Lan Forty-Eight held the spirit stone in his hand and shook it. Amidst the other's envious gaze, he put it into his storage bag. "As her senior brother, what's wrong with giving her a great opportunity that will help her cultivation?"

With that, Lan Forty-Eight waved his hand and said, "You have something to do and need to go out, right? Don't dawdle, the mountain gate will be closing soon, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you get lost, don't come looking for me."

The newcomer looked heartbroken and quickly jumped onto his flying sword, disappearing into the mist.

As for Xiang Wan, no matter how grand the mountain gate looked from the outside, or how magnificent the scenery looked through the barrier, once inside, she found that all around her was a white mist, with only a narrow path leading into the distance, and no scenery at all.

Looking back, the mountain gate slowly disappeared into the mist, and the way we came was no longer visible.

"What's going on? Is it only allowed to enter but not exit?" Xiang Wan wondered, and walked back a few steps, only to find that the fog had thickened again, almost completely obscuring both the way they came and the way they went, with the roars of giant beasts coming from both sides from time to time.

"Forget it, now is not the time to investigate." Xiang Wan ignored the way she came and strode forward.

Whether it was her imagination or not, the white mist seemed to thin out as she walked forward. No matter how fast or slow she walked, she could always see clearly three zhang ahead of her.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

"Where is this? The spiritual energy is so strong!"

As I twisted my waist, a child's voice echoed in my mind.

Xiang Wan untied the little cloud dream beast and held it in her arms. "You're awake? Are you feeling better?"

"Master, there's spiritual energy here, I feel much better."

Xiang Wan stroked its head; it was soft and felt wonderful. "Suck as much as you can, and grow up quickly." That way, it won't end up like Red Ball, losing itself while trying to get food.

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