In the purple-gold bamboo forest, the shadows of bamboo swayed gently as a clear breeze passed through, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle.
Li Yan and Min Rou sat facing each other, with a pot of clear tea placed between them, steam rising in delicate wisps.
Li Yan picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip. The tea was cool and refreshing, flowing smoothly down his throat. He spoke slowly, with a touch of reflection in his tone:
"The Earth Immortal Realm is vast and boundless. According to rumors, it is divided into nine heavens and ten lands. Beyond the Divinity Transformation Grand Sovereigns, there exist the Ancient Immortals, flipping their hands to create clouds and overturning them to produce rain. They roam the universe, unstoppable by anyone."
He placed the teacup down and gazed beyond the bamboo forest, as if piercing through layers of obstacles to glimpse that wider world.
