Not long after, Wang Yi, who was at Bright Moon Palace, received word.
A slightly plump old man in white robes sat alone behind a table, holding a wine cup as he smiled and watched the singing and dancing on the high platform in the center of the hall.
Opposite him sat a mechanical lifeform whose entire body seemed forged from metal, clad in a layer of strange, streamlined crystal armor.
It was Gayle, an Eternal True God from another kingdom whom Wang Yi had met during this period while traveling through Star Fate City.
"I still don't understand why you Flesh Lifeforms are so enthusiastic about this sort of thing," Gayle remarked. "In my homeland, the Truth Kingdom, all life exists to pursue the perfection and evolution of life itself. The grand and boundless laws of heaven and earth are our goal. None of us would waste our time and energy on such boring matters."
The slightly plump old man in white smiled. "You can't generalize, Gayle. Different forms of life naturally have different preferences. It is precisely because the Origin Continent has countless life civilizations—intelligent mechanical kingdoms like your Truth Kingdom, as well as countless other races and forms of life—that this wonderful and beautiful world exists. Take me, for example. I also find it difficult to understand the cold, rational ideals of your Mechanical Race."
"Fine, you have a point." Gayle shook his head and raised an elegant, exquisite wine cup with his silver mechanical arm. The wine within was a pale icy blue, with tiny crystals floating inside and waves of fragrance wafting out. "Still, Brother Honghu, you really are rich. You're actually willing to treat me to Frost-Dust Wine from Bright Moon Palace."
Wang Yi, using the alias Crimson Gourd Daoist, laughed heartily. "Haha, it's