When Li Dai woke up, she found herself in a place resonant with the morning bell and evening drum—well, a massive bell that could actually be struck hung not far away.
At the end of this boundless white jade staircase were numerous small meditation huts. On the lintels of these huts were inscribed names like "Zhenyuan," "Jikong," and "Shenmo." Li Dai guessed that these Buddhist names likely corresponded to the occupants of the huts. Hanging up their religious titles was perhaps simply a custom, a way to declare ownership and identity.
Of course, these were merely Li Dai's speculations. There was no one beside her at the moment. The reason she could clearly read the words on the doors at the end of the ten-thousand-step white jade staircase was due to a cultivator's eyesight becoming terrifyingly sharp after practicing cultivation. The higher a cultivator's realm, the healthier their body and the better their eyesight. As long as there were no obstructions ahead, they could generally see clearly from a great distance. It was even said that when cultivation reached a certain level, looking across a distance of ten thousand miles was not a problem.
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