A sharp, hissing roar of falling water swallowed Xuefeng as they landed soon after, touching down on a narrow cliff, hidden behind a curtain of mist. Water fell all around them, veiling the rock face like a liquid tapestry. The ledge jutted a few meters outward, just enough for them to stand side by side without risking a stumble into the depths.
"This is it," Yiren announced softly, her voice almost lost in the constant rush of the waterfall. Water spray clung to her cheeks, dewdrops sparkling in her golden hair. "My little secret spot."
Xuefeng peered around, baffled. Outside of a cliff face and drenching mist, he saw nothing. "Um… no offense, but am I missing something?" he asked, wiping stray droplets from his brow. She merely grinned.
"You have to look closer, dummy," Yiren teased. She waved her arm, conjuring a swirl of Air Qi that parted the waterfall. With the water divided, Xuefeng caught sight of a narrow tunnel carved into the stone behind the sheet of falling water.
