"Woo—"
Accompanied by a distant sound, a breeze flowed through the tranquil valley, winding between the cliffs.
In the crevices of the cliffside rocks, a twisted sapling grew tenaciously, and the only leaf on its outstretched branches became the solitary adornment on the cliff face.
The lone green leaf swayed in the wind and finally, at a certain moment, detached from the branch, drifting down toward the valley below on the breeze.
With the disappearance of that bit of green, the sapling seemed to heave a silent sigh before crumbling inch by inch, vanishing into nothingness.
The leaf fluttered in the wind, passing through the cliffs below, and ultimately fell onto a hand.
Qin Chuan grasped the leaf that had drifted from who knows where, his gaze falling upon the lines of text that appeared before him.
[Dungeon: Heavenly Dome Rank First Rank]
