As soon as he finished reading the opening lines, the Great Xia Emperor felt joy well up in his heart.
He continued reading, his voice growing slightly louder:
"In the heavens stands the White Yujing,
Twelve towers and five walled cities.
An immortal pats the crown of my head,
Binding my hair to grant eternal life.
The deeds of sages since antiquity,
Are like drifting clouds, empty names.
Brandishing a sword to walk the mortal world,
A grand intoxication, a single dream."
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