When Yang Qing arrived, the scene that greeted him was completely different from the one he had left when he was last there.
The amount of vegetation had overgrown and the scant buildings that had been barely hanging on by a thread were completely overrun by the vegetation. They looked like deformed hills filled with all manner of vines and flowers.
The people that had been living in the area had already moved on. Yang Qing figured they more than likely left the area when they discovered the sect master of the Clear Sword River Sect had died and could no longer offer them a protective halo, they, therefore, moved on to another area in the hopes of gaining the protection of another organization.
Yang Qing couldn't help but sigh at this. In their absence, wild animals had made the place their own.
Yang Qing silently took everything in as he moved to the area where the sect master's courtyard if it could even be called that, had been.