Li Dai's nerves tightened a bit more at those words, but she didn't waste any more time, quickening her pace.
When she reached the two-story wooden pavilion, the door opened to the breeze, and Mo Zhechen's peerlessly ethereal figure appeared before her.
Dressed entirely in white, he stood aloof from the mortal world, exuding an indescribable air of immortality and transcendent detachment. His appearance was peerless even among male cultivators, yet these were not the reasons he stood out; rather, it was his aura. Walking among a crowd, one could spot him instantly—as ethereal and untainted by dust as an immortal dwelling beyond the mortal realm.
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