Pure Moon Sect, inside the Bamboo Tower.
Elder Liu sat behind the desk, seriously flipping through the pages of a book.
To cultivators at the Baiyu Capital stage, this juncture was indeed filled with mixed emotions.
They had reached the end of the cultivation path.
The vast expanse of their lifespan had nowhere to be spent but to sit withering away, waiting for an opportunity.
One more step and they would ascend to immortality.
Yet, that one step could take until their demise without ever being crossed.
Therefore, compared to jade slips, Elder Liu Shiqian preferred to pass the time with book volumes.
Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door.
He closed his book and looked up.
The person who entered was an elderly man dressed in an elder's robe as well, with hair white as a crane's but a youthful face, his spirit and energy even younger-looking than Liu Shiqian, who appeared middle-aged.
