In the heart of the Sixth Peak, within a secluded chamber surrounded by spiritual formation barriers and lush layers of protective talismans, lay a room of utter extravagance. Soft lanterns flickered with a pale golden glow, their flames dancing atop enchanted wicks soaked in beast-oil, releasing a faint sweet fragrance into the air. Silken curtains of celestial silk hung like gentle waterfalls from the canopy of the immense bed, swaying slightly with the flow of spiritual energy that circulated naturally through the room.
A warm, intimate silence blanketed the space, broken only by the slow and steady rhythm of breath—two intertwined bodies lying atop a bed carved from a single slab of Nine-Tailed Ice Fox bone, softened by layers of spiritual beast fur and divine cotton.
