In the landscape pavilion behind Yanyu Pavilion, mist is like gauze, covering a pool of residual lotus. Mo Yuan twirled half of a broken jade flute between his fingertips. The body of the flute was warm, but a ferocious crack opened near the hole. This was a gift from the headmaster when he entered the Yanyu Pavilion three years ago, but now it has become a "token" for being expelled from the master.
Three years ago, he came here to study under the name "Green Shirt Guest". Because his spiritual roots were mixed and he had elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth but none of them were pure, he was assigned to the lowest level of the Servants' Court. The other disciples either devote themselves to practicing the sect's mental method "The Art of Misty Rain", or seek opportunities with the elders. Only Mo Yuan spends his days in the abandoned alchemy room in the courtyard, facing an old alchemy furnace covered with patina, pondering the alchemy path that no one cares about, and occasionally playing a tuneless flute to comfort himself.
