Night had fallen.
A jade tray hung high in the vault of heaven, with countless stars adorning the sky!
The night breeze whispered softly.
A night scene of incomparable beauty filled the eye!
Though the night was beautiful, few Mortal Cultivators in Origin Sea Immortal City were enjoying the splendid hour and lovely view.
Most Mortal Cultivators were either cultivating within their Cave Mansions or busy with their own trivial affairs.
Yet within the ancient, thirty-six-story Immortal Crane Tower, quite a few Mortal Cultivators were still discussing scriptures and debating the Dao!
This tower was one of Origin Sea Immortal City's landmarks.
Legend had it that a Spirit Transformation Venerable had once ridden a crane here and personally sampled the Spirit Wine of this establishment!
Originally, this was no great matter. Spirit Transformation Venerables descended upon countless places; it was hardly enough to make this tower one of Origin Sea Immortal City's famous sights.
But by coincidence, after a Golden Core Mortal Cultivator of extraordinary talent had come to this tavern and drunk himself into a frenzy!
Upon hearing of the matter, he was immediately filled with regret, bitterly hating that he had arrived too late!
Half drunk and half sober, inspiration suddenly struck, and he wrote a poem that would be passed down through the ages.
—The immortal has ridden his immortal crane away; this place leaves only cultivators yet to come! Those who hear it secretly hang their heads in regret; white clouds drift idly through ten thousand years. Blue seas surge across the Boundless Sea; are a thousand years and a hundred lifetimes worth mentioning? I recall the days when I entered the Dao—when will I break through my bottleneck!
Once this piece appeared, countless Mortal Cultivators felt it resonate in their hearts, and it spread far