Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (50)

I crossed the threshold with Seo Ryeo-hwa, thinking,

‘It’s a shame I won’t be able to massage her anymore, but we can’t stay trapped in there forever.’

The door closed, and darkness swallowed everything around us. Soon, however, a faint light appeared, revealing a new space before us.

“Hmm, it looks like a maze.”

Seo Ryeo-hwa said as she looked around.

She was right. Complicated passageways stretched out in every direction. The walls were made of gray stone, and an unknown light softly suffused the passages overhead. A faint mist curled around our feet, gradually filling the space.

‘In the original story, this place showed people illusions and drew out their innermost desires.’

“Master, let’s get moving.”

“Very well.”

I walked alongside her, subtly moving closer. The narrow passage made our shoulders brush naturally...