A year later.
Beside the peach grove behind the main hall of Xingyu Island, a stream rippled and flowed, emitting a crisp and resonant sound. Beneath the peach trees sat two round stone tables and one rectangular light-green jade table, each accompanied by a few stone stools. Right in the center of all three tables sat a pristine white jade bowl.
Yuling sat quietly at the round table on the right, holding her breath and steadying her mind, waiting silently for spiritual energy to gather within her body. Then, channeling her internal energy, she drew the dewdrops clinging to the branches of the peach grove at dawn into the jade bowl before her. Two hours passed, and her bowl was already half full of crystalline dew.
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