Time flew by, and soon it was the next morning.
Wang Zhifan and the Moon-Annihilating Dragon Saber emerged from the guest room of Shuyue Pavilion, accompanied by Huayangzi and Zhenxu, who came to call them, as they went to have breakfast.
Actually, for cultivators like them, eating isn't necessary; those who have practiced the Fasting Skill can even go without food forever.
But today's breakfast was different. It wasn't primarily to satisfy the attendees' appetites but rather to provide a reason for everyone to gather and get to know each other before the conference, and to share their thoughts on the impending battle.
Soon, the four of them passed through a peculiar ink-painted portal in the corridor, entering a place completely unrelated to words like "canteen" or "restaurant."
Specifically, they stepped into a vast, sunny, and breezy space with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds chirping, flowers blooming, and numerous pavilion structures!
