Lijian Peak, Shuilian Cave
The much-discussed Shui Linglong was perfectly content as she sat in her cave dwelling, gazing at the pile of possessions.
Every item here was enough to make cultivators fight tooth and nail over.
But now they all belonged to her, brought to her by Yunli Mountain as bridal gifts.
Shui Linglong joyously picked up a pair of golden bells, toyed with them in her palm for a bit, and soon grew bored, crumbling them into ashes with a flash of spirit light.
She suddenly murmured, half crying, half laughing, "It really has changed."
The golden bells were the lifebound artifact of that woman, a rare growing spiritual treasure.
Even so, she wouldn't use them, finding them too bothersome.
In this life, the woman who had become her heart demon was already trampled beneath her feet, and her fortuitous opportunities had been swiftly collected into Shui Linglong's pouch.
