After being sent out of the Divine Tomb, Mu Qingge opened her eyes again to find herself already outside the city of Sky City.
Sky City, seemingly floating amidst the clouds, stands upon a massive rising stone. The city appears surrounded by vast wilderness, but in reality, reaching the edge reveals a sheer cliff that would shatter anyone to pieces if fallen from.
There was no one else around her.
She stood alone on the ground, with tender grass underfoot and a gentle breeze at her fingertips. In the distance, the contours of Sky City's walls were faintly visible without any signs of obstruction.
Mu Qingge flicked away some grass froth accidentally clinging to her robe and raised her eyes to look around.
Not a single person was in sight.
'Qingge, where are you?' Bai Xi's voice suddenly echoed in her mind.
Having long formed a contract between them, bearing names of master and servant, they could communicate through Spiritual Sense as long as they weren't too far apart.
