Lanhai Immortal City.
It was the peak of the flowering season for the spirit grass on Yulan Peak. Not only was the entire mountain saturated with the fragrance of the grass, but the scent drifted throughout the entire Immortal City. At a pavilion halfway up the mountain, two female cultivators of ethereal temperament sat opposite each other.
On the stone table, the steam from their spirit tea had long since dissipated.
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