Alchemy and the Way of Women (3)

A woman was meditating in the room with her eyes closed. She had a horsetail whisk in her hand and was clad in a green and black Daoist robe. Her appearance was pure and charming, and her skin was smooth. She looked like a beautiful woman in her prime, but there were faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, belying her actual age.

The female Daoist meditated and exhaled. She slowly opened her eyes, which were filled with a stern expression.

"The Old Master of the Ye family has been cured. In that case, the Suppressing Curse Technique I used was broken… This Ling Fengzi seems to really have some cultivation… How despicable. I didn't expect another Daoist who knows spells to come to a place like Ning Tian Prefecture."

She looked a little frustrated.