Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

Xian術 is truly masterful.Even at the peak of the Nine Great Palaces, no disciple could have been so extravagant as to occupy an entire Qingyun Pavilion, commandeering its inexhaustible blessings and...brightly, his smile like the sun, from head to toe, not a trace of gloom."Yo!" Xiong Jingyu leisurely turned her head back, looking at her son and sizing him up. "Little Prince, why are you back home...