The Aurora Cloud Gate welcomed the next day like any other day. However, unlike an ordinary day, much banter and gossip were going around, and it was particularly concentrated around a single person.
"Did you hear? It's said that our fellow disciple, who is infamously titled the Emperor of Death, is going to wed someone in his residence."
"Really? Which woman dares to tie her fate with a Divergent? Is she courting death? Which of our disciples are dumb enough to do this?"
"I don't know. However, the island seems to be open, and some invited guests are being allowed to enter."
"Truly? Let's go see what's happening. Maybe we could get in on the fun."
Like this, countless disciples of the Aurora Cloud Gate decided to take a breather from their daily grind of cultivation and ranking. They banded together in groups and went to that Divergent's island, intending to test their luck.
