Zang Fengling's sanguinary gaze fell upon the centuries-old edifice of the Chamber of Lead-glass, beholding its pulchritude and divinity.

"Bi Keyun, you old hag! Show yourself and surrender!" Zang Fengling bellowed viciously.

A figure leaped and stood on the wall of the compound of the Chamber – a middle-aged woman who could only be one of the Chamber's Elders.

"Ungrateful brat. The Lady Superior had shown you mercy by letting you go this morning. Yet ...