Eight hundred miles of Yunmeng Marsh, boundless, sparkling, where water meets sky, a silver boat sails through the waves, like a great white shark speeding forward, water splashing everywhere.
Inside the boat, on a soft and precious red carpet, Zhou Chen half reclines on a couch, never forgetting his initial resolve, cultivating the Dao, deeply exploring the profound mysteries of the great path.
Fire Demon, clad in red, clothes as thin as cicada wings, red as fire, with snowy white skin faintly visible inside, like pearls or jade, flushed with red beneath the white.
Crescent eyebrows, thin lips, a keen nose, captivating eyes, raising an alabaster neck, eyes alluring as silk, passionate as fire.
"Meeting my master is truly a blessing accumulated over a hundred lifetimes."
With arms pale as spring onions, she embraces Zhou Chen's neck, her breath fragrant as orchids, kissing Zhou Chen's face, wishing to merge herself entirely with Zhou Chen, never to part.
