Business of the Bamboo Silk House (Part One)

"Sister Wu Ling, what kind of place is this?" Su Yao asked, looking around the illusory view with wide eyes and a slack jaw. "I know it's an illusion, I saw it activate, but it feels real. I can even feel a breeze blowing!"

"The breeze is real, look at the steam from the teapot," Wu Ling said with a smile as he began adjusting the blend of tea leaves with the dried peels of Five Flavor Fruit. "There's a charm in the corner to take care of that. Normally, this room should cost twenty-five spirit crystals an hour to use, or fifty sect contribution points, but Mother Cang is being generous with us since I haven't visited in so long, and because she wants to help make a good impression on two potential new disciples," Wu Ling explained.