After the two maidservants attending the entrance opened the door, Lin Bai merely glanced inside before stepping in.
Lin Bai had assumed this would also be an extremely small room, but he had not expected it to contain a world of its own.
Beneath a towering tree standing a hundred zhang tall on the left, all kinds of greenery surrounded a series of pavilions built in a scattered yet orderly fashion.
It was practically a miniature forest.
Immortal energy drifted through the forest, spiritual birds flew about, and melodious birdsong rang out from time to time.
On the right, green bamboo cast its shade over rushing waterfalls, peach groves and plum trees, and all kinds of fruits and vegetables. There was even a modest stone bridge, beneath which a murmuring stream flowed gently.
The layout and distribution of the buildings in this space were exceptionally well considered. It possessed both the serenity of a remote mountain forest and the leisurely comfort of rural life.
Inside several palaces and pavilions, the decorations were elegant and extravagantly luxurious, as though they were the earthly palaces of celestial immortals.
After crossing a winding corridor that led into seclusion, they continued forward and soon saw a huge terrace.
All kinds of seats had been placed on top of the terrace, while above them was the roof of Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
The terrace was enormous. It could accommodate several hundred martial artists enjoying the view without seeming crowded.
Standing on the terrace, Lin Bai looked up and saw a full moon hanging overhead, with a sky full of stars spread out before him.
Looking down, he took in the myriad lights of every household in Drunken Immortal City.
Standing atop the terrace, Lin Bai finally saw the complete layout of Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
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