Deep within the Six Heart Sect.
In a quiet Dao Field, Zuo Xuan sat under the eaves of a tranquil bamboo house. Before her was an embroidery workstation, where an exquisite piece of southern brocade was stretched taut on a frame. Silver needles danced across the surface as she embroidered a pattern of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.
The pattern's outline was formed in no more than half an hour. Zuo Xuan steadily placed her silver needle on the rack beside her. Her spirited eyes studied the pattern on the brocade for a moment before she rose and walked to another workstation. On the brocade there, two Immortal Cranes were embroidered in mid-dance.
Zuo Xuan seemed quite dissatisfied with the pattern's composition. She took out a sheet of rice paper, spread it open, and carefully drew a new design with a brush.
Just as the new design took shape, her disciple, Zuo Liang, approached with a cup of tea.
