Zhou Xun stood up, exited the cultivation room, and walked to the Jingxin Pavilion.
Looking out at Wangchuan Lake, he saw the shimmering waves, felt the gentle breeze on his face, and watched as the lake and sky merged into one under the rays of the setting sun.
With a light wave of his hand, a freshly matured lotus seedpod landed in his palm.
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