During the daylight hours, Bai Xifeng locked herself away, immersing herself in the delicate and volatile arts of alchemy and pharmacy. When the sun dipped below the horizon, she vanished into the treacherous depths of Sophia Mountain, sharpening her survival instincts and gaining invaluable experience against the mountain's many predatory beasts.
Xiao Li, ever the loyal servant, was loath to disturb her mistress during these intense sessions. However, her heart would leap into her throat whenever she heard muffled, thunderous explosions echoing from within the room.
The first time it happened, Xiao Li had been utterly terrified. She burst into the room, expecting the worst, only to find Bai Xifeng standing amidst a swirling cloud of acrid black smoke, her face soot-stained and unrecognisable.
