Li Yuanjiao rode the wind all the way back to Qingdu Mountain; Li Xijun was in seclusion, attempting a breakthrough, and the one who came to greet him was his daughter, Li Yuexiang.
Li Yuexiang had already grown into a graceful and elegant maiden, dressed in crisp white, her hair adorned with a simple white jade osmanthus blossom the size of a nail. She had inherited Xiao Guiluan's pair of phoenix eyes and carried the gentle beauty of the South River. She clasped her hands and said:
"Yuexiang greets Father."
Li Yuexiang was polite and proper, calling Li Yuanjiao to lower his gaze and close his eyes, speaking softly:
"Xiang'er has begun Qi Cultivation."
Li Yuexiang had already broken through to the Qi Cultivation stage, practicing the "Child's Flame Eternal Art." Li Yuanjiao, unawares, still remembered his child as a little baby; now, looking back, he realized he had utterly missed her entire childhood.
