Wei Yuan ascended the steps, stepping into an Immortal Ancestor's secret land for the first time.
Even though the Lu Family's influence ranked at the bottom of the Thirteen Wonders, the mountain path still rose a thousand feet high. Deep in the clustered hills, orioles and birds flitted about. On either side of the path, towering and perilous pavilions stood, their structures layered with vibrant colors, high and low interspersed. A thousand steps of stone paths coiled upwards into the clouds, wreathed in mist and haze around the halls. The Immortal palaces, with their flying eaves and elaborate brackets, were of extraordinary design, with ancient bronze bells hanging from the eaves. When the wind passed by, the sound was like shattered jade, echoing with the ancient tone.
Occasionally, shadows flickered among the mountains, with some people carrying packages of all sizes, clearly taking advantage of the chaos to scour items for their future resources.
