Frozen

That morning, Pill Sword Mountain was quiet as usual. It was a place no one dared to make much noise in. Despite it having well mapped silencing arrays unlike the nameless alchemy guild, it was more a matter of culture and propriety instead of necessity. 

However, compared to Pill Sword Mountain, its affiliation hub, a place known as the true center of the alchemy world, was abuzz with life. 

For lack of a better descriptor, this place could be considered to be a 'classy' bazaar. There were numerous merchants and bargaining was a common occurrence, but everyone was dressed like nobles and the cobbled roads were pure and without a speck of dust. In fact, if one looked closely, it was easy to see that the roads were paved of an empyrean grade marble more valuable than even many venerable grade treasures.