"This place... this density of lightning Qi... how is it possible?" Yunfei wondered, her eyes scanning the lush plains and forests that surrounded her before focusing on the only building in the place.
It was a temple, strangely familiar to her, with tall marble and stone structures surrounding a large central courtyard that led up to a pavilion that rose almost ten stories.
Its walls were purple, cut by patterns of lightning.
Ignoring the curious sighs of her disciples, Yunfei walked to the center of the courtyard.
She recognized this place, she had seen countless drawings in ancient scrolls depicting it.
"Master... is this the original temple?" Qin Yueli stopped next to Yunfei.
"No... it's just a copy I created, although some of the temple's most important treasures are here." A sweet, mature voice echoed out, drawing the girls' attention.
"Ancestor!" They bowed to Ruxue, whose full, purple lips curved gently.
