As Li Qiye left the land of the fire source on his way to Longevity Valley, he met a female daoist.

She was rather beautiful, around the age of thirty. She wore a loose robe fluttering with the wind but this didn’t deter others from seeing her wondrous curves. The winds pushed back and forth and they began to show - the shy, rolling hills. This hidden jewel made others want to carefully appreciate it even more. One could see her a hundred times without becoming bored.

She certainly looked heroic and had the graceful temperament of a daoist. Her complexion was as bright as the moon and eyes as dazzling like the stars and willowy eyebrows. One wouldn’t be shocked seeing her for the first time, but her beauty...