Having bid farewell to Liu Yan, Yang Wei strolled into one of the myriad cave abodes dotting the structure.
The cavern housed several massive pillars, their hollow cores pulsating with thin blue strings of energy— none other than the mystical dragon veins.
Yang Wei could practically feel the surge of blood vein Qi fortifying his body.
"Wow, these dragon veins are top of the line! The purity is off the charts," Yang Wei muttered to himself, reveling in the advantage his naturally impurity-free physique bestowed upon him. As he approached a Dragon Vein Pillar, three cultivators in the cave diligently practiced their arts, spaced out strategically to avoid interference.
The disciples who just joined the sect don't get their own cave right away. They have to bunk up in these common caves until their Peak Chief hands them their own spot. So, no one is courting death by sharing a space with their fellow disciples.
