In the blink of an eye, two years have passed, Southeast Domain of Yue Country, Bibo Sea.
The vast ocean stretches endlessly, sunlight scattering over the surface, golden flecks shimmering with the waves. Nestled within the sea is a lush island—White Jade Island.
On the island, spiritual energy swirls around, and pavilions and towers are built along the mountains. The land of the Wang Clan lies here.
On a green stone path by the island's edge, several Qi Cultivation disciples in green magic robes are whispering to each other.
One of them, looking at the cloud-shrouded peaks in the distance, says to his companion with envy on his face:
"You're really lucky to be able to serve by the Seventh Tributor's side."
Another, upon hearing this, also carries a look of reverence and says:
