Yang Qing sighed as he made his way down to an area filled with rich verdant vegetation. It was lush with green shrubs, grass, and trees, giving the area a tranquil, relaxing, and vibrant look which was in contrast to the state of the scant buildings in the area.
"It seems only three people left.." Yang Qing absentmindedly muttered to himself as he made his way through the run-down gate at the entrance of the area.
The gates were made of wood and looked to be on their last legs as they were bent over, and it didn't look like it would need much effort to topple them over.
Yang Qing bent over and picked up a rectangular smoothly carved wooden board. He turned it and removed the grass and dirt covering it, revealing the words 'Clear Sword River Sect'
The Calligraphy was beautiful, and the craftsmanship of the wood showed it had been done with great care.