The Celestial Tavern was a beacon of warmth and camaraderie amid the vast expanse of the Infinite Immortal Realms, a place where even the mightiest of beings could find solace in a cup of wine and the company of those who understood the burdens they carried. Tonight, as on many nights, Zui Tian sat at …
The streets of Dragon City were a maze of grandeur and poverty, where the wealthiest immortals strolled in robes of silk and gold, and the poorest scraped by in whatever way they could. Zui Tian, in his familiar drunken stupor, wandered through these streets, a bottle of wine in hand, his eyes half-lidded as he …
After finishing his conversation with the Godly Manager, Zui Tian left the Celestial Tavern with a heavy heart and a mind full of memories. The streets of Dragon City were still bustling with life, but his focus was elsewhere. As he walked, the world around him seemed to blur and fade, the noise of the …
Zui Tian stepped out of the swirling vortex of the portal, his feet touching down on the smooth, polished stones of the Portal Square in Dragon City. The square was a hub of activity, teeming with immortals of all ranks and origins—cultivators, merchants, scholars, and warriors, each with their own purpose and destination. The grand …
The morning sun had barely crested the horizon, casting long shadows through the winding streets of the city. The early light brought with it a gentle warmth, softening the sharp edges of the stone buildings and illuminating the bustling activity that had already begun. Merchants opened their stalls, the smell of freshly baked bread wafted …
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