Fire Dragon Island.
Red clouds blazed like fire, the rising sun resembled an elixir, and sea and sky glowed orange-red. A Daoist rode a dragon out of the clouds, gathering purple qi and feeding on rosy clouds.
"This is how we cultivators ought to be."
Zhuming Yue spoke in a trance.
Old Hou smiled at her words. Yes, everyone thought that way, but she should not say it to someone's face! How was he supposed to respond? Flatter her by saying she had the bearing of Master Guangfa? Old Hou felt his skills as a guide were still lacking; he could not bring himself to say such things.
Fortunately, the road up Dragon Spine Road to Fire Dragon Island was broad. Though many had come to witness this celebrated sight, they stood well apart. No one was nearby, and Immortal Master Lin was also staring blankly at Fire Dragon, so no one else heard her words and found cause for laughter.
Once the two came back to themselves, Old Hou dutifully began his explanation.
"Ever since Master Guangfa established the True Intent Sect, he has cultivated on Fire Dragon Island. Ordinarily, he cultivates in seclusion within the Fire Cloud and seldom shows himself. Vice Sect Masters Wu and He handle everything on the island. Only at sunrise each day does Master Guangfa ride his dragon out of the clouds to gather purple qi, offering a fleeting glimpse of his splendor. That is how the sight known as 'Fire Dragon Holding a Cinnabar' came to be.
"Fire Dragon Island is divided into an inner and outer island. We are now on the outer ring, where you may wander freely and buy local specialties. The inner island is the True Intent Sect's sacred grounds; no one may enter without an invitation. Please