On the island in the center of the lake, a new bamboo building had been built, emitting a faint fragrance.

It was early in the morning, and a faint mist appeared on the surface of the lake. On the green grass on both sides of the lake, there were sparkling and translucent dewdrops, as well as a thin layer of silver frost.

The autumn wind blew through the fallen leaves, giving them a desolate feeling.

The bamboo door suddenly opened and a green robed Lingyun walked out. The cold wind almost made him shiver.

"The Winter Hunt is getting closer!" With one hand behind his back, Ling Yun's eyes were completely still. His expression was calm as he muttered.

His footsteps were light and gentle as he walked on the bamboo bridge. His clothes flapped in the autumn wind and his long black hair fluttered in the wind. He was like an immortal that came from the heavens.

Walking under the purple bamboo and looking at the crystal dew on the wide bamboo leaf, Lingyun flipped his wrist and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

He opened the lid of the bottle and pointed the bottle at the tip of the bamboo leaf. Then, he gently tapped the bamboo leaf and the dewdrop rolled into the jade bottle.

His footsteps were light and swift as he shuttled through the bamboo forest. From time to time, he would flick the bamboo leaves and drop of sparkling dew would roll into the jade bottle.

Only a faint voice could be heard, "The dew in the early morning is incomparably pure, pure, untainted by any dirt or dirt. After the moon sets, before the sunrise …"

No one knew when, but Ling'er was standing in front of the bamboo gate, looking at Ling Yun's erratic figure with a complicated expression. For a long time, she did not retract her gaze.

The light of dawn appeared, and the radiance of the sun scattered down onto the earth, bringing light to this vast land.

Looking at the collected dewdrops, Ling Yun nodded his head in satisfaction. He lightly closed the bottle, put it back into the Ziluo Ring and gently smiled: "The world only knows that I love the purple bamboo, but did not know that it was for these flawless and unsullied dew, the dewdrops on the purple bamboo are the purest spiritual energy in the world, and the rootless water that does not have any contact with mortal and foul energy.

Using the dewdrops that he had collected from the purple bamboo, he could concoct a Flawless Pure Mortal Spirit Pill.

"Not only can it purify one's spirit energy, it can also nourish one's soul, nurture one's meridians, calm one's mind after consuming it, and prevent one's cultivation from going berserk."

With a satisfied smile, Lingyun turned around and walked back to the island.

"You're back?" Ling'er leaned against the door, looking at the dewy Ling Yun, his voice gentle, like a girl waiting for her husband to return.

Ling Yun's eyes became a little dazed, as if he had returned to the past.

At that time, he had also come out to collect the pure dew from the Violet Bamboo Leaves before sunrise, after the moon had set.

When she came back, Chi Yue was leaning on the door, gently waiting for him to come back, giving him a dry robe, a happy smile on her face.

They had agreed that as long as the demons were driven out of the Heavenly Spirit, they would live in seclusion, avoiding the world and no longer caring about matters of the mortal world. They would live a peaceful life.

Chi Yue had even joked that if it was too long, Ling Yun would get tired of her and start to hate her.

A complex look flashed across his eyes, carrying a little sadness. Lingyun lightly nodded, and walked towards his room.

"Your clothes have been drenched by the dew. Let me help you dry it!" Ling'er walked up to Ling Yun's side, and said as if there was something strange going on.

Ling Yun's body stopped as he shook his head. He did his best to make his voice indifferent: "No need! "Thank you!"

After which, he walked into the room.

Behind her, Ling'er angrily stomped her feet and secretly gritted her teeth. It had always been others that had been attentive towards her, but in the end, she took the initiative and was ruthlessly ignored.