Jade Lake waters, shrouded in misty rain.
A lavishly decorated pleasure boat was drifting capriciously across the lake.
Red lanterns swayed gently, emitting a faint candlelight.
A group of young nobles in opulent attire, with smiles on their faces, engaged in animated conversations, as if they looked down upon the entire world, seeing no one as worthy of their attention.
Even the Blood Rain Demon Venerable was hardly worth mentioning in their discussions.
They held no respect for the Orthodox Path of today, nor for the various Sect Masters, after all, they had held positions of power hundreds of years ago.
Moreover, they had been nurtured by a great calamity that significantly enhanced their natural talents; each of them was a treasured gem of their respective sects.
