As far as the eye could see, Flame Hall was a magnificent, sprawling complex of palaces, winding north and west against a mountain range, nestled between mountains and water.
Two streams murmured through the palace grounds, feeding them with endless vitality like blood flowing through a human body. Lush grass carpeted the ground, and medicinal herbs grew everywhere. As the vast array operated, streams of dense energy were continually purified and transformed before flowing into Flame Hall.
After repeated refinement, this energy was nearly ten times purer than that of the outside world. It condensed into banks of mist that adorned Flame Hall like an earthly paradise-and that mist was energy on the verge of becoming tangible.
Even Xiao Yan could not help marveling as he gazed at the palace complex.
He stepped down and walked into the grounds with a smile, following the stream as its waters splashed and murmured.
A building stood every five zhang, a pavilion every ten. Corridors curved like flowing silk, and eaves jutted upward like pecking beaks. The pavilions and walkways were carved and adorned with decorations in the Xiao Clan's distinctive style. More pavilions stood amid the swirling waters, seemingly intended for leisurely fishing.
These streams are beautifully designed. Looks like I'll have to steal a few more Heavenly Dragon Fish from the third clan elder to raise here.
With that thought, Xiao Yan continued onward. Courtyards rose and fell at different heights, their paths winding and twisting. Various plants and medicinal herbs grew within them, filling the air with fragrances that refreshed the heart and soothed the spirit.
Mm, this courtyard would suit Xiao Yi Xian.
This one's bigger. Yun Yun and Yanran could live here.
Xiao Yan made his plans as he walked.
What pleased him most about Flame Hall's design