Qiankun Juling Cannon

"Why was there a painting like this here...?"

Though it was merely carved into the wall, nothing more than an image etched into the stone with something like a carving knife...

Anyone could see the care its creator had put into it.

So many people, so many events... Within this mural, time seemed frozen in a joyous moment. Even someone who knew nothing about art could tell that it depicted a grand banquet.

A grand banquet and reveling people—those were the painting's theme.

And at the center of the painting was the sword-hugging girl Kiana and the others had noticed at the beginning.

Though she was rendered in only a few sparse lines carved into the wall, the painting still vividly conveyed the girl's appearance.

Everyone in the painting seemed to have gathered around that girl as their center, creating the scene before them.

"Fu Hua, we don't know much about Shenzhou culture. Can you tell what exactly this painting depicts...?"

Himeko wanted to ask Fu Hua, but when she turned her head, she saw Fu Hua staring blankly at the mural in front of her.

"Fu Hua?"

Only after hearing her name did Fu Hua snap out of it. She lowered her gaze and stopped looking at the painting on the wall.

Though she had not looked at it for long, the scene in the mural felt somewhat familiar.

And she had seen many familiar people in it.

Because it was only a painting, Fu Hua had almost failed to recognize them. Yet after examining it closely, she still managed to identify them.

Beside the sword-hugging girl was a young man carrying a bamboo steamer. That was Lianshan.

The one standing by the dining table with an abacus and account book was Cang Xuan.

The girl who looked identical