C724 Mei Jingyue Against Grandma Sanhuan

The night sky draped itself in a veil of navy blue, speckled with stars that sparkled and beckoned one to indulge in their deep beauty.

Across the three hundred miles of Plum Mountain Ridge, peach blossoms flourished, their delicate petals blushing under the caress of moonlight, exuding an unparalleled allure.

Years ago, this ridge was a place of wonder, drawing numerous experts to its grounds