The Flying Treasure Ship sped across the sea of clouds, tracing a golden line in the clear sky. Both inside and outside, the Treasure Boat emitted a radiant spiritual light, with immortal mist rising, covering the entire deck. The golden splendid curtain swayed with the wind, casting ripples as it was showered with golden rays, enveloping the lingering charm upon the mutton fat jade bed on the deck.
As the sun rose high, a robust three-person cultivation session finally concluded. Yun Jiangli tidied her attire in front of the mirror, spending a long time to restore her appearance, gradually regaining the lofty, frosty, and unparalleled beauty, the dignified and steady demeanor of a leader of the sect.
