The Birds Keep Ringing Chapter 9
byChapter 9 Beauty is the Root of Disaster This isn't betrayal of the sect at all, this is called choosing a good... Yun Zhen’s small, black-bean eyes widened as he peered out. This wasn't a residence; it was clearly a city. Pavilions and towers stretched endlessly, rock gardens and ponds were scattered like stars. He roughly estimated that the pearls hanging along this seemingly endless corridor alone were enough to sustain the entire Flowing Cloud Sect for a hundred years of feasting and…