The rising sun emerged.
Golden warmth stained half the sky red. Glittering waves crashed against the reefs, roaring like thunder. Vast clouds and mist veiled the mountains, making the place seem like a fairyland on earth.
The morning air was still damp. Crystal-clear dewdrops had gathered on the tiny fuzz of plant leaves, occasionally merging and rolling down to soak a small patch of ground.
And this mist was not merely mist; it was a manifestation of spiritual energy condensing to a certain critical point.
Figures could occasionally be seen passing through the gauzy mist, some strolling leisurely, some striding swiftly, and some even walking through the air.
This was more or less a daily occurrence at Tianji Pavilion.
In a seating area meant for resting, Wen Tianji sat there, feeling the warm morning sun fall upon him as he looked at the Magic Phone in his hand.
Relevant information was displayed on the screen.
Are you free now?
Yes.
The message had been sent by the Demon Emperor.
A thoroughly unnutritious conversation.
Wen Tianji and the Demon Emperor could not really be considered familiar. They had merely exchanged a few words through the Magic Phone.
He guessed in his heart what the Demon Emperor could possibly want from him.
There's something I'd like you to help me with.
The Magic Phone soon received another message from the Demon Emperor.
Wen Tianji smiled.
That was more or less what he had expected.
Go ahead.
Take a look at this. Do you recognize it?
The Demon Emperor then sent over a picture.
A light screen projected itself before Wen Tianji, displaying the photo. It seemed to show a simple pattern drawn upon ice.
It appeared to be a human girl, yet she was somewhat different from ordinary humans.
Her ears were