Somewhere she had yet to find.
Chen Siyao turned and saw Yang Wanqing bouncing out of the Training Pavilion.
"Yaoyao! One of these days, I'm going to challenge intermediate difficulty!"
"Sure."
"You have to practice too! You can't leave me to do all the fighting!"
"I know."
The two headed toward the loft.
Chen Hao was still sitting on the steps in the Plaza. The teapot was empty, his cup rested on the stone table, and he leaned against a corridor pillar with his eyes closed, resting.
Yang Wanqing deliberately softened her footsteps as she passed.
Then she could no longer help herself. She leaned close to Chen Siyao's ear and whispered...
"Yaoyao, how many places here do you think we haven't visited yet? The Thirty-Three Heavens are so huge... do the other palaces have great stuff like this too?"
Chen Siyao glanced at the densely packed silhouettes of floating buildings in the sea of clouds.
Tusita Palace. Jade Void Hall. Those were just two places.
There were dozens more building complexes she could see in the sea of clouds.
"We'll explore them one at a time," she said.
Yang Wanqing nodded, then added quietly, "And Lingxiao Palace... do you think it really exists?"
Chen Siyao did not answer.
Her gaze passed over the sea of clouds and settled on a distant spot... somewhere beyond Jade Void Hall.
The clouds there were much thicker, obscuring most of the view. But through a gap, she could faintly make out...
A pointed roof.
Golden.
Towering.
So tall that it rose above every surrounding building.
It stood alone behind those dense clouds.
Chen Siyao stopped walking.
Yang Wanqing followed her gaze... but could make out nothing. The clouds were too thick.
"Yaoyao? What are you looking at?"
Chen Siyao looked away.
"Nothing. Let's