In Duan Menglu’s experience, powerful cultivators often surrounded themselves with countless beauties and wasted little time pursuing their desires.

Such behavior was so common that it had practically become the norm throughout the cultivation world. Yet Lin Feng once again proved himself to be different.

Very different.

"He has that many beautiful women around him, and he still isn’t in a hurry?" Duan Menglu murmured to herself. The women exchanged knowing smiles.

"Sister Menglu, you’re thinking too much," another woman said with a soft laugh. "For Lin Feng, haste only brings ruin. His patience is as boundless as the sea."

"That’s right," Ning Xi added. "He never forces anything. He always allows everyone to make their own choices and move at their own pace."

The admiration in her voice was impossible to miss. Hearing those words, Duan Menglu fell silent. The image she had originally formed of Lin Feng shattered once again.

The cultivation world was filled with powerful men. But a powerful man who possessed endless patience?

A powerful man who could remain calm in the presence of countless beauties without rushing anything? Those were far rarer.

For some reason, that realization made her heart beat a little faster. The more she learned about Lin Feng, the more extraordinary he seemed.

And the more extraordinary he seemed, the harder it became for her to look away. Duan Menglu could only sigh inwardly.

It appeared that winning Lin Feng’s heart would be far more difficult than she had initially imagined.

Still, that did not hinder Duan Menglu from continuing her quest. The days drifted by like falling leaves, one after another.

Another month came and went, yet Lin Feng continued to treat her as nothing more than a servant.

Although she noticed that his gaze lingered on her more often than before, he never acted on any impulse he might have had.

Lin Feng could be many things, but one thing he was certainly not was easy to obtain.

Life continued as usual. The days passed peacefully until one occasion when a new group of visitors arrived at Lin Feng’s residence. Surprisingly, they had not come for him.

"Is Daoist Falling Snow here? We would like to see her, please," an elderly man asked one of the servants.

The servant quickly informed Yun Wanqing, who soon arrived to meet the visitors. Seeing a group of old men waiting outside was nothing unusual to her.

Having lived for thousands of years, she had long grown accustomed to such sights.

The people she once knew had all become old and frail with the passage of time, while she remained youthful and beautiful thanks to her profound cultivation.

"Yes?" Daoist Falling Snow asked politely, though without particular warmth.

Her thoughts were elsewhere. In recent days, her mind had been occupied almost entirely by Lin Feng.

Working as his personal massage therapist had brought them into frequent contact, and that growing closeness stirred emotions within her that she found increasingly difficult to manage.

The old men looked at her with excitement and admiration. Some even appeared slightly nervous in her presence.

"Daoist Falling Snow, we are here to send a very important message," the elderly man said respectfully. "One capable of bringing you boundless joy and profound surprise."

Yun Wanqing remained silent for a moment before nodding. She already caught a hint based on the words of the old man.

"Very well. Continue. Deliver the message for me."

The old men exchanged glances before one of them stepped forward.

Despite his advanced age and considerable cultivation, he looked almost like a junior disciple standing before a revered senior.

The old men had not lived long enough to become foolish. They quickly noticed that Daoist Falling Snow seemed somewhat distracted and chose not to waste any time.

"Thank you for granting us an audience, Daoist Falling Snow," one of the elders said respectfully as he cupped his fists. "We have come at the behest of Daoist Profound Jade. Our master has organized the Myriad Dao Brush Assembly and wishes to invite you once again to serve as one of the judges."

"Oh? Is it that time already?" Daoist Falling Snow murmured. A hint of nostalgia appeared in her eyes. She was indeed not wrong in her guess.

The Myriad Dao Brush Assembly was a grand event held once every hundred years.

Organized by her old friend, Daoist Profound Jade, it attracted countless geniuses, scholars, painters, calligraphers, poets, and cultivators from across numerous empires.

Unlike tournaments that measured strength through combat, the Myriad Dao Brush Assembly celebrated enlightenment, artistry, wisdom, and one’s understanding of the Dao through the brush.

Countless prodigies dreamed of making a name for themselves there. Daoist Falling Snow herself had served as a judge twice before.

If she accepted this invitation, it would be her third time participating. As she considered the invitation, a certain handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Lin Feng.

A brilliant light flashed through her eyes. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. A smile slowly spread across her beautiful face.

"I will accept."

The elders visibly relaxed. Securing the participation of a cultivator of her status was no easy matter. However, before they could celebrate, Daoist Falling Snow continued.

"Furthermore, I have an excellent candidate to serve as an additional judge."

The elders exchanged confused glances.

"An additional judge?" one of them asked cautiously. Daoist Falling Snow nodded with confidence.

"Yes. In fact, I believe his qualifications far exceed my own." The moment those words left her mouth, the elders were stunned. Exceed her qualifications?

Coming from Daoist Falling Snow, such praise was almost unbelievable. One elder swallowed nervously.

"May we know the name of this senior?"

The smile on Daoist Falling Snow’s face deepened.

"It’s a secret for now but you’ll know soon enough." Daoist Falling Snow replied knowing that Lin Feng did not like to go out in his real identity.

This much was known when he visited Fragrant Mist City with them. The elders searched their memories but found no famous expert that was more qualified than Daoist Falling Snow.

Seeing their puzzled expressions, Daoist Falling Snow merely smiled mysteriously.

"You need not worry. Once you meet him, you will understand." At that moment, she was already imagining Lin Feng accompanying her to the Myriad Dao Brush Assembly.

The thought alone put her in an exceptionally good mood.