In the depths of Six Desires Lake, the sky was shrouded in mist and clouds, with palatial structures stretching endlessly, exquisitely magnificent. Pavilions and towers appeared and disappeared, sparkling translucently.
Miao Yu Palace.
On top of a pavilion, two figures stood gracefully.
One in red, one in white.
One tall, one short.
The woman in red exuded maturity and grace, stunningly beautiful, as if the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, her black hair cascading down like a mirror reflecting light.
The white-clad woman was dressed like snow, her oval face smooth and pure, more lustrous than suet jade, her eyes lively and spirited.
Their figures were long and slender, every inch of jade-like skin radiating brilliance, untouched by any mortal air or earthly smoke.
Each had a crimson cloud pattern on their brows, emitting an ethereal glow, adding endless divine beauty to their appearance.
