The Abyssal Marsh, Ao Mountain Island.
The Dong Family's Ancestral Land.
The sun shone brightly that day, the water and sky merging into a single color.
In the skies above Ao Mountain Island, a snow-white auspicious cloud floated motionlessly. Atop it sat a vermilion, magnificent, and resplendent pavilion.
More than thirty cultivators with extraordinary bearings, all dressed in fine robes, were gathered together, chatting and laughing as they pointed out the sights of the world below.
This was the Dong Family's Danquet.
The pavilion was spacious, its decorations and furnishings exquisite, showcasing the lavish grandeur of a top-tier family.
Seated at the head of the gathering was Dong Fangyu, who was so exceptionally handsome he could be mistaken for a peerless beauty.
He wore fine robes and had a gentle, jade-like temperament that naturally drew others to him.
Seated to his left and right were Wang Yuntian of the Wang Family and Feng Ling of the Feng Family, respectively.
