An immense plaza built of crimson stone stretched beyond the eye's reach. All that could be seen was a red line extending to the very edge of vision.
This was Sacred Pill City, where the Pill Gathering would soon be held. As the gathering approached, the number of people in the city had reached a truly staggering figure, with all manner of people already pouring in.
At that moment, the crimson plaza was packed with a sea of humanity. A deafening clamor rose from the crowds, merging into a single roar that surged into the heavens, even thinning the thick clouds overhead.
"The Pill Gathering certainly lives up to its reputation as the grand event held once every thirty years in the Central Plains. What an extraordinary crowd."
A white-robed young man stood in the air, surveying the surging crowds below and the space wormholes around him. Distortions rippled through the air as spatial vessels emerged one after another, spilling people out like falling beans. He could not help voicing his amazement to the stunning woman beside him, whose colorful skirts fluttered in the breeze.
He was none other than Hun Changqing, who had traveled from Starfall Pavilion to Sacred Pill City with Feng Qing'er. The magnificent, bustling spectacle before him had genuinely shaken him a little. This was his first time witnessing a grand Pill Tower event that stirred nearly half the Central Plains.
"Young Master Lin, the Pill Gathering hasn't begun yet, so the crowds haven't reached their peak. On the day itself, Sacred Pill City will be several times livelier than it is now. Even a city this vast will feel terribly cramped."
Beside him, Feng Qing'er lightly covered her mouth with her delicate hand and explained with a soft laugh. Her gaze brimmed with affection and