Nine Heavens Tower.
Jiang Ning once again arrived before the familiar restaurant.
Compared with the Nine Heavens Tower in Guangning Prefecture, the one in the Royal Capital was far grander and more imposing.
Gilded wind chimes hung from the corners of all nine tiers of sweeping eaves.
When the wind blew, their ringing carried in every direction.
The building was clad in pale jade-green glazed tiles.
The rising morning sun shone upon them, setting them aglow with a lustrous radiance.
Merfolk gauze hung along all four sides of every floor, each length thirteen feet long. Stirred by the wind, it danced like rainbows beneath the sunlight.
Jiang Ning gave it a cursory glance, then climbed the three steps and went inside.
A short while later.
He had booked a room and seated himself by a rear window on the second floor.
Outside the window stood an unbroken stretch of weeping willows.
Beneath them lay a lake rippling with emerald waves.
The second floor was exceptionally quiet at this hour, with only a handful of tables occupied by guests eating breakfast.
Jiang Ning ate the pastries before him, quietly waiting for the light dishes he had just ordered.
He had traveled for an entire day and night, repeatedly exhausting his energy along the way.
Even with his current attainments, he still felt a little weary.
Sitting down to rest now left him feeling wonderfully comfortable.
"Have you heard? Lord Fuyuan just entered the city again!"
"How could I not have heard? He made such a grand, ostentatious entrance. How could anyone miss it?"
"Lord Fuyuan is so arrogant. Why doesn't anyone put him in his place?"
"Quiet!" His companion softly shushed him, then lowered his voice. "Lord Fuyuan was an Orthodox God of the Heavenly Court back in the day. He