Hu Zhile didn't have precious and convenient Teleportation Scrolls, nor could she utilize the privilege of a Yin Messenger to quickly traverse between realms via the Yellow Springs. To reach the Netherworld, she had to travel honestly to the Gate of Two Realms.
Once in the Netherworld, she continued her journey until she finally returned to the great cave abode of Yin Mountain occupied by the Lady of Yin Mountain.
"Alas, after all these years, it's still as dull as ever," Hu Zhile sighed melancholically, as though ever since she followed the Lady here, the Great Yin Mountain had never changed.
The same deathly stillness, the same piercing cold winds.
In contrast to the warm courtyard with its gentle spring breezes and the Spirit Pool that made her drool just thinking about it, she'd barely left, yet she already missed that little courtyard where doing nothing but daydreaming was so comfortable, missed the courtyard where spring winds brushed her face and the sun shone bright.
