Star Peak lived up to its name. Its main summit pierced the clouds and drew upon the stars across the heavens. Endless starlight gathered there, bathing the hazy peak in a radiance that flowed like water. It looked like an immortal realm.
Lin Xian primarily cultivated the Tianxuan heart technique, and he felt right at home the moment he arrived. The stars shone down upon him as the Universe Diagram rose into the air, transforming into an auspicious canopy of sun, moon, and stars that illuminated the mountains and rivers.
With the blue sky at his back, streams of starlight wound around him. He looked like a Divine King of the stars descending into the world. With every movement, he seemed to command the stars of ages past.
Lin Xian had put on this grand display to draw every eye, yet his expression remained calm. With Ji Haoyue and Ye Fan behind him, he climbed the stone steps one by one and finally reached a tranquil haven.
The hills were lovely, the scenery beautiful. Thin mist curled around the summit like smoke, while water murmured at the foot of the mountain. Ancient trees stood among old vines, and all was quiet.
Ahead, several young men and women sat on the grass. Each had a wooden table before them laden with fruit and fine wine.
"Ding, ding, dong, dong..."
A man in blue sat among them playing a zither. His hands fluttered like butterflies, light and nimble, and the music beneath his fingers was so beautiful that it soothed the soul.
At the sight of Lin Xian, the music stopped. The others' expressions changed, and one murmured, "Why does he look more like a Star Peak disciple than we do?"
The Star Peak inheritance drew its power from the vast sea