At the foot of Jade Spring Mountain, Jade Spring Workshop.
Chen Mu walked down the bustling, prosperous street.
Smooth bluestone paving lay beneath his feet, with neat rows of shops on either side.
Men and women in all manner of clothing entered the shops and browsed their wares.
The sounds of haggling, hawking, and greetings rose and fell without end.
If not for the majestic Jade Spring Mountain to the north, Chen Mu would have almost thought he had returned to Ding District of the Tianhe Water Mansion.
"The changes are really enormous." Chen Mu could not help sighing.
He had not come down the mountain for two months. The temporary Wooden Cabins where they had once lived had already been torn down.
In their place stood orderly little courtyards with blue-tiled roofs and white walls.
"I need to come down the mountain and look around whenever I have time." Chen Mu looked about with fresh curiosity. "Otherwise, I won't even know when the world has changed."
He slowly browsed his way from east to west along the main street running through Jade Spring Workshop.
Only after reaching the western edge and encountering a group of Lower Academy Disciples paving roads and building houses did Chen Mu reluctantly turn back.
"They have every kind of shop, except for a Red Sleeve Workshop."
"What a pity..."
In the middle section of Jade Spring Workshop, Embroidered Clothing Pavilion.
"What can I do for you, sir?" The Dark-Faced Short Fat Boss, in his forties, greeted him with a smiling face.
"I heard the clothes here are especially tough?" Chen Mu looked around.
Several sets of fitted Mutant Beast-hide armor were displayed in the shop, their surfaces faintly patterned with black, star-like threads.
Robes similar to magical artifacts?
Chen Mu suddenly understood.
"You