The next day.
Jade City, Spirit Wilderness Realm.
Wind-Containing Bay was a famed scenic spot in Jade City, with an extraordinarily prosperous economy in the surrounding area.
The breeze was gentle and the sun bright, and tourists thronged the area.
Dressed in white, Feng Chenye found a somewhat spacious spot by the lake, took a large rock from his Storage Ring and set it on the ground, then jumped onto it.
Just as he was about to tell a story, he suddenly raised his head in puzzlement.
He could clearly feel vast quantities of literary qi gathering toward him from every direction, surging in an endless, boundless tide.
This sensation had begun early that morning.
Only, the literary qi had been relatively faint then, so he had thought nothing of it, merely assuming someone was spreading his stories and bringing him literary qi.
But as more and more literary qi arrived, he finally sensed something was wrong.
There was far too much!
Could the heavens have sprung a leak? Or was the Star of Literary Brilliance about to fall?
He looked for a long while without spotting anything unusual. Instead, his strange performance art attracted quite a few tourists to stop and watch.
Seeing that people were paying attention to him, Feng Chenye suppressed his puzzlement, and his richly modulated voice rang out: "Everyone, look at the distant Jade Dragon Mountain Range. Doesn't it look like a giant dragon lying across the land?
"Twenty thousand years ago, on a stormy night filled with thunder and lightning, the mountain range suddenly soared into the air, extended claws and fangs, and truly transformed into a divine dragon.
"The divine dragon summoned wind and rain, drawing upon the waters of the Eastern Ocean and flooding a thousand cities..."
The extravagant opening made even