The morning sun cast a golden hue over Mt. Firmament, its peaks shrouded in a delicate snow. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of mint and the distant murmur of a hidden waterfall. Changli stood at the base of the mountain, her red attire a stark contrast against the rosy pink landscape. Her eyes, were sharp and focused as they scanned the path ahead of a familiar landscape.

For years, she had searched, following every lead and chasing every whisper. Now, after the issue with the great Sentinal Jué had been resolved, revenge stirred within her heart once more as she stood alongside the crisp river bed. Should they be lost anywhere within Huanglong, the phoenix's best bet was to be on the island of the great Sentinal.

The whispers of a particular presence lingered here, in this sacred place, were the most promising leads she had encountered since the turmoil of battles long past. Battles long past where her beloved had disappeared into dust and ashes. Changli’s vengeful heart quickened with each passing moment, her thoughts swirling with memories of their time together. The laughter, the quiet conversations, the serene walks along the Jinzhou shores, and the shared dreams that once seemed unbreakable.

Though, after a days of search, nothing once again. Changli's shoulders stood firm despite the slightly angered facade as she returned to Hongzhen. However...

Her grip tightened upon her parasol and her eyes held firm when she approached the village. A gentle laugher of their voice and the benign smile adorning those lips; all the while children ran around. Changli's ignited as though her Battle had just begun. As her true journey had begun when she stared upon the Coward she thought she had fruitlessly chased.