After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, a rather inconspicuous peak to the east of the main peak of Luoyou Peak saw the arrival of both a white cloud and a black cloud.
"Senior Brother Liu, we have arrived. You may enter on your own, for I still need to check on the alchemy of a few other senior brothers," Tian Jing said, pointing toward the door of a modestly grand cave dwelling on the mountain peak before turning her cloud around and speeding toward the direction of Lingding Peak.
Unexpectedly, even after so many years, this woman's interest in alchemy had not waned. It seemed that her fascination with the art of alchemy was not a fleeting impulse, but indeed a deep obsession.
Liu Ming glanced at the woman's departing figure, shook his head, and immediately leaped down from the black cloud.
Before he could move forward to knock, the surface of the cave dwelling's door flashed with a green light, and with a booming sound, it slowly opened.
