A certain area in the Genesis reservoir.

Giant mountains akin to pillars that held up the heavens separated the reservoir, forming a lush green valley. The valley was enveloped in mist, making it appear clean and untouched.

In a stone pavilion atop one of the cliffs.

Yaoyao sat on a mat, holding a jade pot in her hand as she poured herself a drink, painting a perfect picture of leisure and relaxation.

Her fine black hair gracefully hung from her head, a faint blush on her glossy skin due to the alcohol, adding a few points more to her already perfect face. Several of the female disciples in the vicinity of the pavilion could not help but sneak a glance, their eyes filled with amazement. This was probably the first time they had seen someone who was not the least bit inferior to Li Qingchan in terms of looks.

Opposite Yaoyao sat Li Qingchan sat with a straight posture. Her clothes wrapped around her alluring...