"Junior Zhiran, Elder has given permission. Come to the peak with me."
Just as Zhiran was busy looking around, a female disciple spoke from behind, beckoning him to follow.
With her leading the way, it didn't take long for him to reach the peak.
Surprisingly, the place where the peak elder stayed wasn't that extravagant, nor was there anything like the Ember Lotus here.
Rather, the place was quite large, with multiple pavilions and beautiful gardens laced with spiritual plants everywhere.
The smell of fragrant herbs and fresh blossoms drifted gently through the air, calming the mind and soothing the senses.
He could also feel the faint medicinal aura lingering in the atmosphere, as if countless pills had been refined here over the years, their essence seeping into the very air itself.
"Elder, I've brought Junior Zhiran."
Once outside one of the pavilions, the senior sister called out, to which a soft voice replied lightly,
"Let him come inside."
