Sitting under the Primal Blossom Spirit Tree, Xiao Fang couldn't help but take a moment to fully appreciate Yin Fei's presence.
She stood there with her back straight, head held high, and eyes that glimmered like amethyst under the violet glow of the Primal Blossom Tree. Her hair, a cascade of midnight silk, flowed over her shoulders, braided intricately with silver clasps that caught the light with each slight movement. She stood 175cm tall but had a slender frame. Even in a clan full of beautiful girls, she still stood out from the rest.
The robes she wore were deep violet, embroidered with delicate silver threads that traced patterns of blooming lotuses and winding spirit roots—symbols of the Dual Cultivation Clan's legacy.
