บท 57: Chapter no.57 Heavenly Tribute and the Machinations of the Sects of Murim

I sat in silence next to Kunlan, my mind racing with the information he had just imparted. As I tried to digest this new information, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and astonishment. My thoughts were interrupted when the tiny lizard, wearing an apron, came back and handed me a strange flower.

The flower was unlike anything I had ever seen before. It had a velvety texture and a deep maroon color that seemed to shimmer under the soft light. Its petals were wide and elegantly curved, as if inviting me to explore it further. The peculiarly sweet scent of the flower was intoxicating, and I found myself entranced by its beauty.