At the summit of Medicine Mountain, clouds and mist swirled.
Waves of strange pill fragrance spread through the air, making all who inhaled it feel refreshed and at ease, as though they were standing within an Immortal Realm.
At the peak of Medicine Mountain, vast stretches of medicinal herbs grew luxuriantly like an ocean.
Above this sea of herbs, an enormous plaza floated in midair.
At the four corners of the plaza stood four gigantic medicinal cauldrons, each emitting fragrant pill vapors as columns of smoke shot straight into the sky.
By now, quite a few figures had gathered upon the floating plaza. Lively conversations continuously rang out, making the place exceptionally bustling.
Looking toward the northern side of the plaza, there was a high platform where rows of stone chairs had been arranged.
On both sides of these stone chairs, many beautiful maidservants flitted about like butterflies among flowers, their nimble hands filling every jade cup on the stone tables.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
As Wei Yang and his two fellow disciples swept onto the floating plaza and glanced around, just as they were about to casually find somewhere to sit—
"Pavilion Master Yao, Young Pavilion Masters, this way, please." Elder Wanhuo immediately rose from a stone chair and called out with a hearty laugh.
"Yao Chen, Wei Yang, Xiao Yan... I never expected all three of them to come."
"I heard through unofficial channels that Yao Chen was once a member of the Yao Clan, but was later expelled from the clan over certain matters."
"Oh? Is that true?"
"Heh, if it is, wouldn't the Yao Clan regret it to death now?"
Countless gazes turned toward the newly arrived master and disciples.
Though Starfall Pavilion remained as low-key as ever and did not have many disciples, its influence throughout