Chapter 197: The Voice
The carriage ride to the sect grounds took them through the capital’s administrative district, past government buildings and military installations.
The morning air was crisp, carrying the sounds of a city coming to life.
As they traveled, Chen Xing pointed out various improvements that had been made to the surrounding area at considerable expense.
"The road was expanded and reinforced to accommodate increased traffic," he explained, gesturing to the wide, well-paved thoroughfare. "We anticipate significant interest from both prospective students and visiting dignitaries once word spreads about your facility."
"And the security arrangements?" Grim asked, noting the increased presence of imperial guards in the area.
"Discrete but comprehensive," Chen Xing replied. "The facility is officially under imperial protection as a recognized educational institution. However, the guards have been instructed to maintain a respectful distance unless specifically requested."
When they finally crested the small rise that led to the sect grounds, Grim felt his breath catch in his throat. The sect rose before them like a monument to both imperial grandeur and mystical purpose, every detail exactly as he had envisioned it during those long nights of planning.
The main structure was a magnificent pagoda-style tower that seemed to reach toward the heavens themselves.
Each level was slightly smaller than the one below, creating an elegant silhouette. The traditional curved roofs with their distinctive upturned corners honored Grim’s master.
"It’s exactly as I envisioned," Grim said, his voice filled with genuine awe. "Even better than I dared hope."
The approach to the main building was spectacular in its own right. A grand courtyard stretched before them, paved with stone. Covered walkways flanked the central space, their roofs supported by ornate columns carved with symbols.