THe Heaven Dao Pavilion was built on top of Sword Peak, surrounded completely by a dense jungle which serves as the perfect natural barrier. At the same time, it boasted majestic sights and picturesque scenery.
After emerging from his wooden cottage, Yan Xiu strolled slowly towards the forests. After a brief moment, he reached a small lake. The water was a clear green, so clear that one could see all the way to the bottom of the lake. As a gentle breeze brushed through the trees, the surface of the lake was dotted with ripples.
Yan Xiu did not speak or utter a sound. He merely found a rock by the lake and sat down, then slowly took out a book from his chest pockets.
There were three huge characters written on its old cover. It looked like any ordinary book, but Yan Xiu flipped it open slowly with utmost care and concentration, studying each word as he mouthed the lines.
Time passed slowly …
