The purple jade on the table had taken shape, with just a small part left to be carved.
Amidst the swirling mist, ancient trees stood majestically, evoking a sense of distant serenity.
The immortal peaks were stacked high, their grand feathers suspended, creating a scene of solemn grandeur.
Several immortal cranes of different postures circled around, along with the Peach Delivery Boy. The jade was smooth and delicate, its dreamy purple elegant and imposing, untouched by the mundane world.
Ava Kent's heart fluttered, her eyes filled with amazement, as her fingertips brushed over an intricately carved Immortal Pine. "Oh my God, did you really carve this? It's so beautiful."
Having followed Baron Roan into the jadeite circles, she had seen many master jade carvings and considered her taste to be quite refined.
