Spring has passed, summer is not yet deep; the Jade Mirror hangs high, and Minglong Mountain is cool and refreshing.
Halfway up the mountain, in a secluded small courtyard.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the young and beautiful woman finally caught her breath, looking fearfully at Tan Yunxing: "Young Master, why are you today..."
Tan Yunxing took a deep breath, without speaking, rolled off her body, staring intently at the canopy above the bed.
The woman whispered: "Does the young master have something on his mind?"
Seeing Tan Yunxing still unresponsive, her voice grew slightly louder: "Zhu'Er heard it was about the Foundation Establishment? Young Master, you can rest assured that all the Immortal Masters say you have extraordinary talent and you are the Sect Leader's direct disciple, you will surely succeed in Foundation Establishment. The failure of the few before was their lack of ability, don't take it to heart."
