The Crimson Heaven Sword glided through the sea of grey clouds, its runes humming with a low, steady vibration that kept the biting mountain wind at bay. Su Ming stood balanced on the blade, his hands tucked inside his wide sleeves as he looked down at the valleys below. The central range of the Heavenly Cloud Sect was a sprawling landscape of floating peaks, ancient stone bridges, and cascading waterfalls that dissolved into mist before reaching the forest floor.
As he flew, Su Ming withdrew the two administrative scrolls from his sleeve. Unrolling the first scroll, he skimmed the text. The Administrative Hall had formally listed his personal duties as the Peak Master of White Lotus Peak. Unlike the general tasks of ordinary elders, he was required to perform routine inspections of the region's protective arrays.
