Amidst the rolling mist, Bai Mo stood tall, with seven Great Tripods spinning and floating beside him.
From afar, the Ancient Immortals bowed and kowtowed, sobbing and lamenting.
"...I have cultivated for one thousand and twenty years, forming six Knowledge Containers...
"Over a thousand years, my family has grown old and died, old friends have scattered far and wide...
"Throughout the thousand years, I rose with the morning cockcrow, returned under the moonlight, always diligent by day, always thoughtful by night, never daring a moment's laxity...
"Finally, I formed six Knowledge Containers, among them five stone containers, only in the Leaf Domain, with my extraordinary talent, did I form a Copper Tripod!"
Bai Mo listened quietly.
The other Ancient Immortals did not argue, but kowtowed to the ground, sobbing with tears.
"This Copper Tripod is the brightest light of my life... sob sob sob...
