Journey

A misty sea of clouds churned, while mountain ranges rose and sank like immortal isles.

Her gaze plunged through the dense clouds, where all was a boundless white. Piercing the cloud layer, she saw a great silver river winding eastward through rolling emerald mountains. As her view descended, the vessels upon the river grew ever larger...

Mountains linked along both banks without the slightest break, and towering decked ships passed eastward through the gorge.

At the ship's bow stood a beauty in white, pale and gentle. Like snow wrapping a jade bud, she possessed a radiant charm. White gauze concealed her dragon horns, and she seemed like an immortal maiden drifting down into the mortal world.

The cool river wind blew against her face, stirring her thick black hair and snowy white dress into a gentle flutter.

Bai Yujun liked standing at the bow to feel the dampness and cool breeze. The ship traveled swiftly. Red trees and purple blossoms dotted the sheer cliffs on either bank, while white waterfalls of varying sizes spilled from the precipices. Mountain springs kicked up mist that dampened the sails, drifting onto the vessel and drawing startled cries from the passengers.

Sunlight spilled through the clouds, illuminating the red trees along the mountain peaks.

The long white cloth strip binding her hair swayed in the wind, her dragon horns appearing and vanishing...

Perhaps others thought Bai Yujun should have been anxiously flying toward Suzhou and Hangzhou, but she was not. She dawdled along as though sightseeing on a spring outing, neither hurried nor slow.

A certain Bai had no interest in doing things according to their demands.

She yawned and continued admiring the scenery. When she had marched with the army years ago, they had taken another great river and never passed through here,