The wind whipped past Su Mei's face, stinging her cheeks with icy rain as she leaped across a jagged ravine as she led the way.
The terrain of the Redice Peaks was unforgiving. It was a maze of treacherous cliffs and wind-scoured gullies. It was a place where the unwary could easily fall to their deaths. The usual training grounds at the Crimson Vale Sect were nothing like this.
Below her, she could hear the chasm echoing with the rush of a swollen river. The dark waters churned with unseen currents.
She clutched her robes tighter, the crimson fabric offering little comfort against the biting chill. Beside her, her fellow disciples moved cautiously but confidently. Their movements seemed like a blur of red against the gray landscape.
After her return from Fanling City's peculiar store following her Senior Brother Zhou Rui, she took up what was supposed to be an easy section mission along with other disciples of similar cultivation stages.