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The first light of dawn barely touched the peaks of Cang Qiong Mountain, painting the dew-kissed stones of Qing Jing Peak in pale gold. Mist curled lazily around the bamboo groves, carrying the scent of wet earth and morning tea. The courtyard was empty, the disciples still asleep, and a single figure emerged from the shadow of his quarters—Shen Jiu, Peak Lord of Qing Jing, his ink-black hair still damp and loose, falling in soft waves past his shoulders. His outer robe hung open, loosely draped and barely tied, revealing the lean lines of his frame beneath. No one was supposed to see him like this. Not his disciples, not the other peak lords—and certainly not you. But there you were, stepping through the mist as if summoned by fate itself, your footsteps unhurried, your expression so…