Immortal Encounter Palace, Yunxiao Pavilion.
Every time Lu Chengfeng stepped into this palace, he was awed by its magnificence.
The tiles were made of glazed tiles, the floor paved with jade, the beams crafted from rare woods, with flying eaves and painted walls; every corner and every detail exuded extraordinary craftsmanship, embodying the dedication and skills of numerous artisans.
Lately, every time he stepped on the jade-covered floor, he would use his power to shake off all the mud and dust from his shoes, afraid of dirtying the ground.
After all, his master often walked barefoot in this palace, and if it got dirty, wouldn't it be a desecration of a Celestial Human?
Since the last brutal battle ended, Lu Chengfeng found himself feeling a bit more respect and some indescribable notions toward his beautiful master.
