Yuansu Perfected Person's Cave Mansion was built simply, appearing to be ordinary bluestone, with no sign of luxurious ornamentation—only a bronze beast placed before the entrance, neither wolf nor tiger, its posture curled in on itself.
Ning Wan walked ahead, and the two of them entered the cave together. Yuansu Perfected Person sat high above, holding a small, pale gold dharma seal in his hand, gazing at it in a trance.
It was Li Xuanfeng's first time meeting a Zifu Monk. Yuansu Perfected Person's face was round, lacking any intimidating aura, seeming barely over twenty, one hand propped on his knee, utterly at ease.
White mist billowed all around, flowing incessantly; the concentration of spiritual energy was astonishing—so much so that, if one scooped up a handful and refined it a bit, it would yield a stream of 'Lesser Clear Spiritual Energy'. Around the ankles it was icy cold, most likely yet another form of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Water.
