Cultivators Faction. One of the many Clans.
There was a mansion on top of one of the mountains, offering a beautiful view of the territory belonging to the Clan.
Inside the mansion, in the very center of the spacious hall, sat a young man. His eyes were closed and his upper body was naked. Qi steam was coming from the young man, as if he was in a state of meditation. He had long black hair, graceful facial features, and an almost perfect physique.
A serene silence filled with peace reigned around him.
Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes.
Despite his youth, his gaze did not match his age.
The wisdom of many years and the experience gained over the years could be read in his eyes.
The Qi steam floating around him returned back to his body.
The black robe lying next to him rose from the ground as if by magic and landed on his shoulders. At this time, the young man raised his hands, which held a jade talisman.
