Above the cloud layer.
Beneath her feet lay smooth, blue stones, and the sound of flowing water whispered in her ears. Shi Qingjun, clad in a red robe, walked to the edge of the spring and gently untied the sash at her waist.
This was her bathing and resting place; so far, only two people had ever come here.
One was Li Zhibai, and the other... was Zhu Tongjun who had almost caused trouble just now.
Perhaps it's due to the menstrual blood accelerating cultivation, or perhaps because she's leading the way, only willing to support women, in today's world... those nearing the summit are all women.
Shi Qingjun removed her clothes, draped herself in a bathrobe, and stepped into the warm spiritual spring, gazing up at the clear high heavens.
Sometimes she wondered if perhaps Heaven's favor was truly upon women, making their path easier than men's?
