Lingshan's North Peak was desolate and uninhabited, with an endless azure sea of clouds steaming and wafting, surrounded by strands of five-colored radiance in the midst of the cloud sea, creating a breathtakingly magnificent sight.
At the summit of North Peak Mountain.
The little girl, nestled in Ye Xuan's arms, was sound asleep, her small body radiating golden light while strands of the utmost Yin and evil qi dissipated into the void. What was once a gaunt body was gradually becoming plump.
"The Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus is a Heavenly Creation Spiritual Treasure, which nurtures the creation of life force. Having consumed a Merit Lotus Seed, this child's body is now fully healed, and there's no need for Daoist to worry," said Sun Wukong, seated in meditation atop the mountain peak, his voice calm as he spoke to Ye Xuan.
