Li Qinghong walked alone on the mountaintop for a while, her white fur deerskin boots crunching on the perennial snow, making a crisp crackling sound. She tucked her stray hair behind her ears and walked gently with her hands clasped behind her back.
"Uncle Grandfather... I wonder how he's doing."
Li Qinghong pursed her lips and thought to herself:
"It's only been three years, Uncle Grandfather must still be refining his cultivation level. Foundation Establishment is a life or death hurdle, it's not so easy to accomplish."
"Qinghong Sister!"
Fei Tongxiao hurried up to Li Qinghong from behind, wearing a smile about to speak, but he had not anticipated that Hanyun Peak's Great Formation would slowly activate, relaying a deep and powerful voice that echoed at the summit.
"Loose Cultivator Ye Clan has come to visit, please open the Mountain Gate!"
