Late at night, in the underground cellar, Yun Yanshui sat at his desk, meticulously transcribing the techniques for Thousandfold Sword Shadows, Silver Dragon Spear Technique, and Footsteps on Snow, Without a Trace. His brow furrowed in concentration as his pen danced across the pages.
Beside him sat the black wooden box.
Unbeknownst to him, the box's lid had been pushed open by the tiny Golden-Eyed Beast. The cub was now clawing at the edge, its stubby little legs kicking as it struggled to climb out, driven by the alluring scent of a celestial fruit lingering in the air.
"Shui'er, what are you working on?"
The voice startled him. Yun Yunshan stepped into the dimly lit cellar, having returned from overseeing tasks at the forge. He couldn't help but be curious about what his son was so engrossed in.
