The Taoist temple stood tall and imposing, but its sides were lined with withered yellow leaves. The air was silent all around, yet a plaintive cry suddenly pierced the stillness.,Originally, if it wasn't for her extraordinary aptitude and being a rare prodigy in the mystical arts that appeared once every thousand years, he wouldn't have fought to take her away. He certainly wouldn't have ended up in this predicament today.,"Good disciple, since you are so eager, Master will now entrust you with the important task of restoring the Daoist temple. Come on, Master believes in you!"。