A mysterious and harmless aura suddenly enveloped Lou Yi.
The scene before his eyes gradually changed.
The palace was magnificent, filled with colorful mystic mists and auspicious energies. Gourmet dishes and spirit wine were everywhere, with graceful fairies and highly cultivated daoists, along with hurried young attendants carrying trays.
Everyone gathered closely around a handsome young man with an extraordinary presence.
His face radiated with a brilliance, akin to the rising morning sun.
"Congratulations to Daoist Xuan Ji on reaching the rank of Master..."
"Daoist Xuan Ji ascended to Master before reaching fifty, a promising future as a True Monarch awaits!"
"Junior Brother Xuan Ji, here's my gift, a mechanism dwelling refined by the Tiangong Sect, adjustable in size with a powerful defensive array..."
