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Song You did not descend the mountain immediately. Instead, he followed a narrow path that had been tread down by travelers, leading to the higher peak behind them. There, he and the little girl sat idly, gazing out over the sunrise and morning light upon Mount Zunzhe.
As expected, this place offered a perfect vantage point.
From here, Mount Zunzhe appeared even more imposing and majestic—like a colossal stone pillar thrust into the heavens from the mountain range. Or perhaps, like a wise elder standing high above, overlooking the land.
From this angle, they could see the cloud-like mist swirling around Mount Zunzhe's body, capturing every shift and movement within its embrace. Framed by endless rolling green peaks, the scene was both pristine and strikingly beautiful.
Yet, the sunrise was fleeting, and daylight swiftly took over. The morning air remained cool and damp.
The grass on the mountaintop was soaked in dew, and before they knew it, the Daoist and the little girl, still seated atop the peak, found their robes growing damp, their hair misted with moisture.
The Daoist sat still, gazing at the landscape, lost in thought.
It felt as though the ascension of the immortals had happened just last night, yet in reality, it had only been half an hour ago.
That scribe of the Great Emperor Chijin was no...
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