The night's gentle realm was tranquil and refined.
A divine moon hung high above the Ruishui River, its silvery light drizzling down like mist, making the surface of the lake vast and hazy, as if draped in a layer of silver gauze.
The residence of the gentle realm's master was located midair, with the clear and pristine Ruishui River below, resembling a smooth and flat treasure mirror, reflecting the moonlight, Immortal Palace Treasure Hall above, casting a layer of dreamy colors, mysterious and unpredictable.
Inside the central main hall, the master of the gentle realm bathed in a Spiritual Spring filled with rose petals, her black hair coiled up high, her neck white and slender, beads of water adorning her fragrant shoulders, her skin smooth as polished fat.
Although the personal attendant Flower Immortals also possessed extreme beauty, they still fell far short in the presence of the master of the gentle realm.
