Bi Xingjian cheerfully welcomed Jiang Yang inside. They sat down at the table, and with a sweep of his sleeve, he began brewing tea.
Hearing the commotion, Butterfly-Bearing came running out as well, glossy fur gleaming in the sunlight. The little cat rubbed against Bi Xingjian's leg, then approached Jiang Yang and sniffed him.
The little creature was clearly well cared for, and with both eyes narrowed, looked endearingly goofy. Jiang Yang reached out and scratched its head.
Just then, Bi Xingjian pushed a cup of tea toward him and said:
"What exactly was that Blessed Land like? I'm terribly curious, junior brother. You must tell me all about it."
Though he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had always led a secluded life and visited few places. He yearned to see this unknown land, which was why he asked Jiang Yang.
"Er... that's rather a long story."
Jiang Yang took a sip of tea and recounted the more important parts of his journey through the Blessed Land. His account left Bi Xingjian sighing repeatedly, filled with envy.
"Great trees towering into the heavens, spirit flowers carpeting the ground, a wondrous and mysterious Dao Lineage... curse my ill-timed birth! What a pity that I couldn't go there myself!"
After hearing the tale, Bi Xingjian's eyes shone with longing, his heart already wandering there.
He did not envy the various opportunities within the Blessed Land. Instead, he was fascinated by the extraordinary sights Jiang Yang described, lamenting only that he was not a Qi Refining cultivator and could not visit in person.
Jiang Yang smiled at that and said:
"It was a spiritual realm bearing the legacy of Wood Virtue, after all. Not only was the scenery beautiful, it was also beneficial to us Yi Wood Cultivators. It really is a