Elder, Crimson Dragon Holy Land!

[A voice came from within: "Since you are here, Fellow Daoist, why not come in and sit for a while?"]

[You entered the City Lord's Manor and met the cultivator who had called for you.]

[He wore a pale green Daoist robe, faded white from washing, though its edges had been carefully trimmed with silver-thread cloud patterns, making that light shade seem all the more tranquil. He was around forty, not particularly handsome, yet he possessed the refined elegance of mountain moonlight washed clean by rain, his eyes and brows carrying the calm detachment tempered by the years. Three short strands of black beard hung beneath his chin, neatly groomed, lightly brushing the plain chestguard on his robe as he lowered his eyes to turn the pages of his book.]

[His fingers were well-jointed as they gripped a bamboo staff. The green jade pendant hanging from its head swayed gently with his steps, chiming clear and crisp.]

[The man introduced himself as Hui Qingfeng, an elder of the Cangshan Dao Tradition responsible for maintaining order within Cangshan City. Seeing that you were so young yet possessed extraordinary strength, he had invited you for a gathering.]

[Under the perception of your Ice Soul Cold Pupil, this middle-aged man named Hui Qingfeng was far from simple. His cultivation was incomparably profound, and he had reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage!]

[You introduced yourself as someone from the Southern Domain, saying that you wished to gain experience in the Central Domain.]

[Hui Qingfeng held a banquet to befriend you. Since you had only just arrived in the Central Domain and knew neither people nor places, you accepted.]

[You became friends with Hui Qingfeng. He told you frankly that if you encountered any trouble in the Central Domain, you could seek him out, and