"The Thousand Mechanism Pavilion's mountain gate..."
Li Yueqi pinched her chin in deep thought for a long time, finally coming up with four words.
"Quite unique."
"Indeed, how nice. It's bright enough even in the middle of the night."
Zhang Ze once again suppressed the urge to rush back to Cold City and give Lily a beating, calming himself down.
The flying ship moved swiftly, but because Cold City was far away, by the time they reached the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, it was already twilight.
And under the night sky, the new mountain gate of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion was particularly striking.
Compared to normal sects, it had a touch of creativity.
Just like Li Yueqi said, very unique.
Other sects' mountain gates might be naturally formed masterpieces, majestic and magnificent.
Or ancient and elegant, built against the mountain, conveying an otherworldly charm, conveying the intent of becoming an immortal upon reaching its heights.
