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Heavenly Palace –

An elegant sound of the zither resounded in the quiet Lotus Pond.

In the small pavilion at the center of the lotus flower pond sat a white-clothed woman. Her face was like a peach blossom, and her slender figure seemed as if it could topple when the wind blew. Her pair of black eyes were indifferent, and her white fingertips danced on the zither strings