Yunti Peak, a vast sea of green bamboo.
Clusters of slender bamboo soared into the clouds, swaying with grace in the wind. Sunlight scattered over the bamboo sea, spreading a golden hue and creating a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere. From a distance, a few lovely and quaint courtyard buildings dotted the green ocean. Next to the courtyards lay a shallow lake, its water clear and peaceful, reflecting the bamboo shadows and the blue sky.
"Junior Brother, I have seen this Divine Marvel before, and its origin is extraordinary."
By the lake, before a neatly arranged stone table and stools, Nangong Qingqiu—clad in a goose-yellow tunic, her delicate fingers deftly handling the tea set—brewed cups of crisp, cool tea.
