The two of them appeared in a grove of peach blossoms, surrounded by a sea of pink as far as the eye could see.
The spiritual energy here was not thin, indicating that this was not some remote place.
Suddenly, a breeze carrying peach blossoms blew past, making Fang Ling feel a slight chill.
He immediately retrieved a black robe from the Saramita Realm and draped it over himself.
Ever since he had materialized the Saramita Realm, he stored all his valuable items there.
His storage ring was more of a decoration most of the time.
He had long foreseen that in the Endless Void, even the sturdiest storage ring could turn to dust.
So before setting off, he transferred everything he had into the Saramita Realm, ensuring he lost nothing on this journey.
Lan Yan hid behind a peach tree, her body glowing with white light to avoid being seen by Fang Ling.
But in the Endless Void, Fang Ling had already seen everything.
He also noticed that unlike Purple Bamboo and Li Hong Shao, she was actually a white tiger.
Before entering the Endless Void, Lan Yan hadn’t thought much about it and had stored her few remaining belongings in her storage ring.
Her storage ring had also been obliterated in that spatial storm, leaving her without even a piece of clothing to cover herself, relying on holy light for modesty.
A wisp of Fang Ling’s consciousness entered the Saramita Realm, arriving in front of Yun Shuiqing, who was cultivating in her room.
Like all the disciples of the Tianluo Sect, she had been cultivating here for a full ten years.
The days without mundane chores and endless resources for cultivation made her feel like she was dreaming.
Seeing Fang Ling’s projection descend, she quickly got out of bed and knelt on one knee.
“Subordinate greets the Sect Master!” she saluted.
Fang Ling nodded approvingly, “Not bad, you’ve reached the mid-stage of the Megrez Realm. It seems you’ve been quite diligent these years.”
Yun Shuiqing had only been at the mid-stage of the Phecda Realm back then. In ten years, she had broken through an entire major realm.
“All thanks to the Sect Master. Without the excellent cultivation environment you provided, with my talent, I wouldn’t have made such progress even in a hundred years,” Yun Shuiqing replied.
Fang Ling said, “Notify everyone to pause their cultivation for a while and take a good rest.”
“I might need your help soon.”
“Understood!” Yun Shuiqing responded firmly, looking quite pleased.
After ten years of idleness, they had been eager to contribute, feeling uneasy otherwise.
“Also… bring me a set of clothes,” Fang Ling added.
“Undergarments, stockings, hairpins… everything.”
Yun Shuiqing glanced at Fang Ling and muttered, “Does the Sect Master want them worn and unwashed… or clean?”
“We don’t have any completely new clothes. After all, we haven’t had the chance to get new ones in the past ten years…”
“Sister Feiyan is the same, wearing the same few sets over and over.”
“Clean ones will do,” Fang Ling said.
Yun Shuiqing nodded slightly and immediately got up to organize the clothes in the wardrobe.
Because her figure was similar to Lan Yan’s, Fang Ling had come to her.
…
In the peach grove, Lan Yan looked at Fang Ling with hopeful eyes.
She wanted to ask him for some clothes but found it hard to open her mouth.
She even thought of making a pink floral dress from the peach blossoms on the spot.
Just as she was about to start, Fang Ling threw a set of clothes to her without a word.
“Thank you,” she whispered softly.
Fang Ling didn’t respond, continuing to walk deeper into the peach grove.
He sensed an estate there and was eager to find out where they had emerged.
He walked slowly, seemingly waiting for Lan Yan. After she quickly changed, she caught up with him.
Thinking about how he had seen her completely, she felt a strange sensation in her heart.
“Knock, knock, knock!” Fang Ling knocked on the door with the brass knocker.
The door of the estate immediately opened, and a young girl with a bun hairstyle appeared before them.
The aura she exuded was no different from that of a mortal.
But both Fang Ling and Lan Yan felt something strange about her.
“Little sister, we want to see the owner of this place. Could you please lead the way?” Lan Yan smiled gently.
When her daughter was young, Lan Yan also liked to tie her hair in a bun, so she felt a sense of familiarity with the girl.
The girl glanced at Lan Yan, then at Fang Ling, and said, “Sister, you can come in, but this big brother cannot.”
“Our master has a rule that no men are allowed to step into the estate.”
Since it was just to ask for directions, Fang Ling didn’t mind. He turned around and looked at the distant peach grove.
Lan Yan followed the bun-haired girl into the estate.
After walking for a while, Lan Yan noticed that there were quite a few people in the estate.
But strangely, they were all women; there were no men in sight.
She soon met the owner of the Peach Blossom Estate.
The owner was a charming woman in purple. Although she had no trace of spiritual energy and seemed like a mortal, her demeanor was extraordinary, like a hidden master.
“I am Lan Yan. Due to some accidents, my companion and I ended up here.”
“May I ask where this place is?” Lan Yan asked politely, unable to read the woman.
The beautiful woman replied indifferently, “This is the northern Hengshan of the Qi Dynasty, a desolate place.”
“The Qi Dynasty? This is the Qi Dynasty?” Lan Yan was pleasantly surprised.
The Qi Dynasty was still within the Southern Dipper Region and close to the Han Dynasty, where the Heavenly Dao Sect was located.
The Han Dynasty was just north of the Qi Dynasty, with the Heavenly Dao Sect’s mountain gate near the capital of the Han Dynasty.
“Thank you for the information!” Lan Yan thanked her and immediately wanted to leave to tell Fang Ling the good news.
But the mysterious woman suddenly stopped her, “Since you are here, it is fate.”
“In light of this fate, I will give you a piece of advice.”
“Stay away from the man outside the estate, as far as possible.”
Lan Yan frowned and asked, “Why?”
The woman shook her head, “I cannot say.”
“Whether you believe it or not is up to you. I am just giving a reminder.”
“May I know who you are?” Lan Yan couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked directly.
As a witch immortal, she felt a strange sense of inferiority in front of this woman.
Now that she had said something so cryptic, Lan Yan was even more convinced that this woman was someone extraordinary.
“I have been in seclusion for many years. Even if I told you my name, you wouldn’t have heard of it,” the woman said indifferently.
“Go now! You two should leave quickly. This place does not welcome outsiders.”
“Farewell!” Lan Yan cupped her hands and turned to leave.
Outside the estate, she immediately pulled Fang Ling away.
She didn’t say much about what she had seen in the estate, keeping it a secret.
Fang Ling had already sensed something strange about this place. Seeing her so cautious, he wisely didn’t ask further.
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