Shenyuan Pavilion, Ice Hall.
Venerable Xuanbing sat on the Ice Crystal Throne, holding a cup of iced wine and gently swirling it.
Ice wine is a specialty of Shenyuan Pavilion, brewed from millennia-old cold spring. It tastes icy cold and leaves a sweet aftertaste.
He liked this cool sensation, which kept him awake at all times, undisturbed by the chaos of the outside world.
“Pavilion Master, news has come from the Tianji Hall. They say troops will be dispatched in a month.” A black-robed cultivator knelt in the hall, head bowed, his voice respectful.
Venerable Xuanbing set down his wine cup, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “A month?” Venerable Tianji was quite impatient. It seems that the temptation of that supreme treasure is even greater than I imagined. ”
“Pavilion Master, are we really going to help Tianji Hall attack Wanyao Ridge?”
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