Chapter 282: Senior brother, visit the thatched cottage

Halfway through the spring season, a gentle drizzle veiled the peaks hundreds of miles away from the Xuanxing Sect.

On Yuequan Peak, bamboo shoots of spring spread in all directions, with green bamboo growing unabashedly upward at three inches per day. The breeze carried back the scent of foliage from the depths of the bamboo forest, along with the presence of a handsome young man donning a purple Daoist robe.

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Ye Anping, holding an oil-paper fan, stood before the bamboo grove, his expression solemn as he gazed at the path leading …