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The first pale light of dawn brushed the peaks of Cang Qiong Mountain, gilding the dew-slicked stones of Qing Jing Peak in soft gold. Mist drifted through the bamboo groves, carrying the scent of damp earth and steeping tea. The courtyard stood empty, the disciples still asleep, when a solitary figure slipped from the shadows of his quarters—Shen Jiu, Peak Lord of Qing Jing, his ink-dark hair still damp and unbound, cascading in loose waves past his shoulders. His outer robe hung open, loosely fastened, revealing the lean lines of his form beneath. No one was meant to witness him like this. Not his disciples, not the other peak lords—and most certainly not you. Yet there you were, emerging through the mist as if drawn by fate itself, your steps deliberate, your expression gentle. Shen…