Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Empire, Longxing City.
Longxing City was a quaint, old-fashioned little city not far from the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire. It was where the Defense Clan, Speed Clan, and Breaking Clan had put down roots. Although a period of turmoil had followed the deaths of the three elderly clan chiefs years ago, the Sky-Blasting Gang's leader had since established an awe-inspiring might that would echo through the ages. Now, this place belonged to the Sky-Blasting Gang.
The faint scents of everyday life drifted through its long, bluestone-paved lanes. Occasionally, pedestrians strolled past, leaving hazy memories behind in the stream of time. This was Longxing City, where even the scent of the breeze could inspire dreams.
Longxing City had hundreds of bridges—stone arches, stone slabs, and wooden planks, some rugged, others graceful—spanning murmuring streams in countless shapes. Weeping willows swayed along the banks, while crimson bougainvillea and pale-yellow daisies bloomed with abandon. They looked like rich, vibrant colors splashed across a softly tinted landscape painting, lending it an enchanting beauty.
Cradled tightly by lush green mountains, Longxing City's tiled houses stood in orderly, overlapping rows. Multicolored, angular paving stones had been polished smooth and bright by passing feet, horses' hooves, and washing rain.
Every afternoon, when the sun blazed fiercely, the streets built with the Breaking Clan's funding became radiant. Green trees shaded the roadsides. Viewed from an inn's upper floor, the gleaming stone streets complemented the rolling mountains in the distance, all shades of gray and white.
The setting sun melted into gold, wrapping Longxing City in layers of mysterious, orange-red radiance. The maple-covered ridges were steeped in shimmering crimson, blossoming against the sky like a dazzling rose.
Every neighborhood in Longxing City had its own charm. Bustling crowds filled