The horizon is tinged with the white of fish bellies, and the blush-red sun sprung up over the Southern Wilderness Mountains. The brilliant sunrise rays spilled onto the Heavenly Emperor City, causing this ancient, grand Giant City, which carries the weight of numerous years, to shimmer with a faint golden glow. The entire city pulsated with a rich, thriving vitality, as if an old withered tree that communicated with Heaven has gained a new lease of life.
Early in the morning, people began to hustle and bustle along the city's streets and alleys. People's voices quickly reach a boiling point, and the bustling Heavenly Emperor City began another day of noise and hubbub.
Last night's tempest, apart from cleansing the streets and making plants' leaves more lush and vibrant, didn't have any impact on the city-dwellers. Those who have lived here for a long time have become accustomed to these peculiar phenomena that happen once or twice a year and don't pay them any mind.
