April fifteenth, the day of the full moon.
A handsome man dressed in splendid robes, an Ancient Crown, and a jade belt stood with his hands behind his back in an exquisite tower, gazing silently at the moon in contemplation.
The tower had been built from spirit-transformed white jade. Carved dragons and painted phoenixes adorned it inside and out, lending it a magnificent beauty unlike anything of the mundane world.
This handsome man was Lord You Shan of the Profound Yin Sect in the Western Plains. The tower where he stood had a name: the Bright Moon Tower. Legend held that it had once belonged to the residence of a mighty figure of the Immortal Alliance who had attained the Dao of eternal life during Middle Antiquity. After many vicissitudes, it had fallen into the mortal world, eventually coming into the possession of a senior expert of the lower realm's Demon Alliance before passing through various hands into his own.
Such a building combined the Formation Dao with the artifact way, using the tower itself to establish a grand formation that absorbed taiyin power and converted it into origin energy for cultivation. Mortals who lived within it enjoyed longer lives and freedom from illness, and even cultivators benefited greatly. In the Age of Dharma Decline, it could almost be called an immortal blessed land.
"Lord You Shan, Young Master Fang has arrived!"
Just then, a beautiful maid in a white dress entered and reported softly.
"Oh? He's here?" Lord You Shan looked outside the tower, then immediately strode out.
Not long after leaving the tower, he saw a black-robed young man approaching under an attendant's guidance, accompanied by a snow-white Heavenly Wolf. Seemingly sensing his gaze, the young man looked over, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes like lightning.