High above a cliff, two figures sat cross-legged with a wooden table placed between them, upon which sat a steaming pot of tea.
Surrounding the cliff, swirling mists and clouds gave one the ethereal sensation of being suspended in the heavens. Beneath the sea of clouds lay numerous antique-style ancient buildings, among which the faint shadows of various practitioners could occasionally be glimpsed.
"This place possesses the surging energy of a coiled dragon, the latent spirit of a crouching tiger, and the profound laws of Qiankun—truly a blessed sanctuary for cultivation!" At this moment, the elderly man spoke calmly. With his eyes half-closed, he appeared entirely ordinary, his entire body devoid of the slightest flow of spiritual aura, having reached the ultimate realm of returning to simplicity and innocence.
Chapter 1856