The sky was bright as morning light spread across the horizon. The vast plains brimmed with life, and along the fertile land by the stream, several streaks of dharma light quickly approached.0

A young man of striking bearing, refined and scholarly in his demeanor, rode in front. He wore a feathered robe and a jade belt at his waist, clearly of noble or wealthy origin. Beneath him was a magnificent steed with gleaming silver scales.0

Beside him was a young woman dressed in a simple white gown. Though her attire seemed plain, its fabric shimmered faintly with light. Her features were delicate and pure, carrying an unearthly elegance untouched by the mundane world.1

The young man smiled faintly and gestured toward the land ahead. "Tianyou, this is Fengxiang Prefecture[1] of the Mushroom Forest Plain....0