The long years of residing above have imbued Sha Miaomiao with an aura of aloofness and unquestionable authority.
Ouyang Yun just tousled Sha Miaomiao's hair gently.
The twelve disciples all kept their heads down, not daring to look at such a scene.
[In the year 8405 of the Nine Rivers Calendar, Sha Miaomiao left the Nine Rivers to seek that faint possibility in the outside world.]
[You secluded yourself in Kunmi Mountain, drinking dew in the morning and gazing at dusk in the evening.]
[You began to use your influence to collect Nascent Soul Spiritual Objects...]
.........
[In the year 8552 of the Nine Rivers Calendar, your lifespan was less than fifty years.]
"Immortal Fate... I must obtain Immortal Fate, become an Immortal Master, achieve eternal life..."
Outside Kunmi Mountain, a young man was arduously climbing the cliff.
In mid-air, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator patrolled by, but seemingly did not see the young man and continued on his way.
