Cloud and mist lay hidden within the valley, and the rooftops of its buildings flickered in and out of sight amid the white fog.
White birds circled down as the valley's melodious zither music grew ever clearer, as though fine willow branches chased the spring breeze, as though colorful butterflies lingered over flowers. With leisurely sun and moon among the mountains, it was truly a paradise beyond the world. Yet this tranquil and elegant atmosphere was shattered by a tiger descending from the sky. The enormous tiger bored straight through the clouds and mist without the slightest concealment and crashed into the valley.
A certain white one's ears, whose pointed tips had begun to take shape, twitched.
"Hiss~ Is this a music hall?"
The moment she landed, all Bai Yujun heard was decadent music. The roadside decorations were mostly musical instruments, and the buildings were likewise carved with instruments. Disciples and sect members walking, sitting, and reclining carried zithers and held flutes, with plucking strings and blowing melodies ringing everywhere.
Fat Tiger landed beside a lotus lake. The cultivator by the shore, bent over a bluestone slab as he wielded his brush to compose music, did not even raise his head.
Bai Yujun was very curious.
How had the sect of those three old men become mortal enemies with Cangyun Valley? Both sides were rare sects that could be called righteous. How had they become such bitter foes? Could it be because of romantic entanglements?
Shaking her head to cast aside her desire for a spectacle, she began searching for the secret realm according to the three old men's guidance.
To the east of Cangyun Valley stood a cliff.
The mountain had split apart, forming a narrow Sky-Piercing Gorge roughly three zhang wide.
The gorge was immensely high and deep.