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The next morning arrived as Maria slowly and lazily opened her red eyes, gazing at the mountain range before her. By touching the pagoda, she could hear its many voices and words, recounting everything that had happened the previous night.
Everything was clear—nothing out of the ordinary.
"Alright, time to start our day with some good breakfast... Ah, right, I'm the Sect Master. Wait, do we do something special?"
Maria saw her girls sleeping and didn't bother them; she knew they were exhausted. She walked into the bathroom and bathed in the huge tub, using Murim-exclusive bath salts and aromatic soaps.
As she washed herself and sighed in relief, she quickly sent a telepathic message to the White Mist Immortal, who was resting in his chambers within the pagoda. Apparently, he had his own Immortal Domain above the skies, but Maria was too tired to go retrieve it.
"Hey, Xiu Lan was your name, right?"
