The billowing red Daoist robe drifted through the woods of Nanping like a crimson cloud.
It seemed to move slowly, yet its speed was astonishing.
Soon, that robe came to a stop in front of a cave. Hanging above the entrance was a plaque, three bold characters inscribed upon it — Qingfeng Daoist Temple.
Xuan Pin studied the words for a moment before heading straight inside.
At the gate within, two sword-bearing Taoists, Changming and Changren, stood guard, but it was as if they were blind; they took no notice of Xuan Pin entering.
Following the steep cavern path, Xuan Pin kept walking deeper. Suddenly, she stopped, and countless pupils flashed from the slits and openings of her Daoist robe.
Layers upon layers, like the compound eyes of a fly—through this vision, Xuan Pin saw Master You burrowing out from the stone wall.
