Kui City.
Rather than a city, it was more fitting to call it a mountain-and-water estate.
Verdant mountains and strange peaks rose from the earth, while emerald river water lay bright and clear as a mirror. It wound through the green hills and around manor after manor. The residences of cultivation aristocratic clans each occupied a mountaintop, facing one another from afar. In Earth's terms, it was a mountain-and-water villa district—an immortal city of mountains and waters formed by countless estates and secluded courtyards.
Among the core residences of those many mountain villas, the Xia Clan's estate stood foremost.
Clear mountains, lovely waters, fantastical peaks, and winding green streams. Bamboo rafts and painted boats, immortal cranes and koi—it was a scene as poetic as a painting, brimming with the air of an immortal abode.
Music and dancing filled a splendid painted boat.
Beneath its hull, a white phantom streaked silently past...
In the deep waterway lay a sunken ship thick with algae. Pale-blue light swayed beneath the water as schools of fish darted through the wreckage.
She gently flicked her dragon tail.
Her white dress danced with the current as she swept past a decaying mast.
The immortal city was filled with countless restrictions. To Bai Yujun, the formations around its outer regions were no different from empty decorations. Especially in water, her command over the Water Vein was no empty boast; she moved as though entering an uninhabited land.
Scattered among the countless manor residences were many mortal villages that supplied rough labor.
An ancient well in one such village.
Bai Yujun silently climbed out from the bottom of the well.
She wrinkled her delicate nose.
Her sense of smell locked onto a picturesque estate nestled against mountains and water. A faint scent of evil poison permeated the air.