Changqing Continent.
Yuzhou and its neighboring sea regions were in the depths of winter. Outside the Grand Array of the family headquarters, a piercingly cold wind howled day and night. As far as the eye could see, everything was a vast expanse of white snow.
In an orchard spanning dozens of acres, Xiao Meiniang, the three other women, and a group of female students were picking Spirit Fruits, carefully sealing them away in special Cold Jade Boxes.
Outside, the cold was so bitter that water froze the instant it dripped. But here in the orchard, protected by the light barrier of the Grand Array, the air was suffused with Spiritual Qi and as warm as spring.
Nourished day and night by the underground Third Grade Spirit Vein, the fruit trees within were lush and verdant. The various Spirit Fruits hanging from their branches gleamed translucently and emitted a delightful fragrance.
