Yun Lintian steered the Fleeting Cloud Profound Skyship downwards, the quaint buildings of a small town gradually filling his vision. Nestled in a valley cradled by verdant rice paddies, the town of Jadehaven resembled a splash of ink on a jade scroll. Smoke curled from thatched roofs, painting lazy arcs against the azure sky.
The skyship touched down soundlessly on a dusty landing field at the town's edge. Stepping out, Yun Lintian inhaled the crisp air, invigorated by the subtle presence of spiritual energy that thrummed faintly in the atmosphere.
"Jadehaven," Yun Lintian read from the signboard, nodding slowly. "It truly lives up to its name."
He stowed the skyship away and walked into the town with the others.
Cobbled streets, worn smooth by countless footsteps, snaked between low-rise buildings constructed from weathered wood. Red paper lanterns decorated with auspicious characters swayed gently in the breeze.
