Snow was falling softly; it was the snowy season on the Cloud Mountain Path.
And when the snowy season first began, the wind and snow would not stop for days and nights, during which time everything in the world would change its appearance.
Li Yuan turned his head to look out the window, drinking wine and contemplating his martial arts.
His talent seemed unable to interfere with the powers of Taiyin and Taiyang.
But other than that, he could manage everything.
'Why is it like this?'
Li Yuan suddenly recalled the moment when he first arrived in the Otherworld.
...
"Brother Yuan, the millet jar at home is empty."
It was a woman's voice, as if coming from the sea, ethereal and mysterious, but all he could hear was the rumbling sound of deep-sea currents.
...
It was Lady Yan who woke him.
A very normal crossing.
But why would this talent avoid Taiyin and Taiyang?
It was another mystery.
