Under the care of Cen Qingqing, Gu Yuan put on a brand-new indigo Daoist robe woven with gold and silver threads and wore the jade hairpin. Then he gently touched her cheek before setting up his escape light and flying toward Shaoyang Hall.
In Shaoyang Hall, Master Tiandou and the other Golden Core cultivators were already standing in the hall, waiting for the two of them.
When Gu Yuan arrived, a beam of light descended from the sky, landing simultaneously with him.
The escape light dissipated, revealing a dazzling, spirited Daoist.
The Daoist robe he wore shone brilliantly, as if surrounded by a star river, his eyes sparkling, resembling a banished immortal descended from the heavens, ethereal and otherworldly, seemingly ready to break into the void at any moment.
Gu Yuan had always been extraordinarily handsome and tall, the focus of any crowd, but today, he was overshadowed.
