Jade tender, exquisite halls,
pure white without a flaw.
Though it was merely a cloud, it was so meticulously crafted that one couldn't help but doubt whether it was a cloud at all.
"Could this be the temple it mentioned?" the Performer marveled.
"It seems there's nothing else around here that fits the description, right?"
Jiang Lu was clicking his tongue, amazed by such a strange sight, "Then the question is, how do we get up there?"
Sickle stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Perhaps, we don't need to go up."
"Why?"
"Aside from that temple-shaped cloud, haven't you noticed anything else?"
Jiang Lu looked carefully and indeed noticed something like silk floating around the temple.
It was because the temple was wrapped in the midst of the clouds that he had failed to notice it before.
Clearly, the Performer had noticed as well, and expressed his surprise, "What is that thing?"
Sickle took a deep breath, "I think, this is probably some kind of seal."
