Xuanfeng City, Yan Ying Lake.
This place was the pinnacle of the Xuan Yan Immortal Court’s capital—Fengyue Realm—the very essence of luxury and decadent indulgence.
Beauties, scenery, delicacies, fine wine… everything here was the best the Xuan Yan Court could offer.
Even a single candle would be a handcrafted carved masterpiece.
Carved candles might sound excessive and silly, but for the top scions, nobles and high ministers of the Xuan Yan Court, coming to Yan Ying Lake demanded exactly that kind of tone.
Just like Cang Moxuan, Jin Huang, Xuan Taiyi, Wu Yingcai, Jin Lei, Jin Can and their party, laughing and playing aboard a painted boat in the center of the lake.
The current head of the Baoguang Pavilion.
The current master of the Canghai Tower.
The Third Elder of Canghai Tower, an elder of Baoguang Pavilion, the reigning emperor of the Xuan Yan Court, the Baoguang Pavilion’s chief steward stationed in the Yunluo Ancient Kingdom—these were all men whose footsteps would make the earth tremble for miles around.
And what were they doing?
They were watching a few of Yan Ying Lake’s top courtesans “cut vegetables.”
Boards, knives—everything in place.