The royal carriage glided smoothly through the clean streets of the capital. With a gentle motion pulled by two white horses.
This time, while looking at the city, Princess Ling presented each point of importance.
"The White Pavilion." She said suddenly, pointing to a shimmering structure that seemed sculpted from a single massive block of white marble.
The columns were pure, without excessive adornments, conveying a sense of serene wealth. At the entrance, there was a small plaque elegantly inscribed with the name of the place.
"It is the commercial heart of high-ranking cultivators. It is present in every major city and in all the nearby kingdoms."
"Inside you will find refined pills of the highest quality, rare herbs of great difficulty to obtain, and even manuals of techniques considered treasures to weaker sects."
