"Begin!"
Vice Matriarch Kim's voice cracked across the courtyard like a whip. At once, fifty-three cauldrons flared to life, and the trial of the Nine Lotus Bewitching Potion began.
Flames of every hue burst forth—scarlet infernos, icy-blue sparks, emerald beast-fires, even shimmering golden phoenix flames. The courtyard blazed with heat, the scent of herbs rising in thick waves. Disciples hunched over their cauldrons, brows furrowed in concentration, their hands moving in practiced rhythms.
From his high seat on the dais, the Yellow Blossom River Prince leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes following the play of light across the courtyard. His voice was calm, but there was an undertone of hunger. "That boy—whose serpent fire writhes beneath his cauldron?"
The servant beside him bowed. "Your Highness, that is Yun Fei. His clan breeds flame-serpents. The fire is steady, though it often burns too hot."
