To the east of the Ancient Nanyang Kingdom, beside the Eastern Sea, lay the Poet Sage Sacred Family.
The land here was broad and open, offering a view across a thousand li at a glance.
Pavilions and towers filled the place, steeped in endless charm.
Poetry, ci, songs, and prose unfolded Humanity's Masterpieces.
Here, people had always worn long robes and scholar's sleeves, displaying the elegance of the human way.
The Poet Sage had begun here, ascended straight to Azure Lotus Mountain, and become a sage of the Poetry Dao. His ancestral home had thus become the Poet Sage Sacred Family, the most yearned-for of the eighteen Sacred Families under heaven.
Yes, the eighteen Sacred Families under heaven each had their own distinguishing traits.
The Confucian School was weighty and solemn.
The Military School slew across a thousand li.
But the Poet School was the most romantic and unrestrained.
People naturally pursued elegance and refinement. Thus, among all Sacred Families, the Poet Sage Sacred Family inspired the most reverie.
This towering peak beside the Eastern Sea was adorned with jade trees and exquisite blossoms, springlike through all four seasons. Within its pavilions and towers, lightly dressed scholars could be seen strolling everywhere, while streams of Literary Way light drifted through the air. To the tens of millions below, it was a dwelling of immortals.
At this moment, dawn broke in the east, waves rolled over the Eastern Sea, and the weather was fine. A few wisps of cloud floated across the blue sky...
Another cloud drifted in from the distant west. As it drew close, it proved to be an ancient manuscript of poetry, fluttering through the air like a butterfly spreading its wings.
Two people stood side by side upon the manuscript, a man and a woman.
The man