The years flowed on.
In the blink of an eye, nearly three hundred years had passed since Su Bai returned from the crossing place of the Dream Tapir Clan in the Mirage Tower Phantom Kingdom.
This day happened to be Su Bai's nine hundredth birthday.
Of course, this was his true age.
To the outside world, he claimed that today was his one thousand five hundredth birthday.
Because reaching Peak Deity Transformation at nine hundred years old was simply too terrifying, even in the resource-abundant Blue Origin Realm.
Here, the average age for entering Deity Transformation was over one thousand five hundred.
Much less Peak Deity Transformation.
Even though Su Bai had falsified his age.
A Peak Deity Transformation cultivator at one thousand five hundred years old was still considered stunningly gifted among the cultivators of Great Qian and even all races of the Blue Origin Realm, enough to make countless juniors look up in awe.
After all, many Deity Transformation Cultivators had already spent two or three thousand years in bitter cultivation by the time they reached this realm.
Su Bai did not make a grand spectacle of it. He only invited three to five close friends, setting a simple yet refined banquet in the open-air garden behind his residence in the capital.
For a mortal dynasty, three hundred years might have been enough to witness several cycles of rise and fall, but in Great Qian of the Blue Origin Realm.
It was merely a relatively tranquil page in the long scroll of history.
Though currents surged through the court, no earth-shattering waves arose.
The Qian Emperor still sat firmly at the center, ruling with folded hands. The art of an emperor's heart had grown ever more unfathomable.
Yan Tian, the newly appointed Crown Prince, had also lived up