The lake breeze gently caressed.
The two stood side by side on the shimmering deck.
Staring at the boundless lake surface, Shen Qing couldn't help but doubt the truth behind the legend of Beihai.
He couldn't resist asking, "Regarding the origin of Beihai, there's a rumor among the people that it was created by Ancient Cultivators. Do you think it's true?"
"Eight or nine times out of ten, it's true," Huang Furo replied confidently.
"Why?" Shen Qing asked curiously.
Huang Furo's gaze penetrated the layers of waves, as if she saw that glorious era that was beyond reach. Slowly she said, "I heard that in Ancient Times, the world was filled with Spiritual Energy. Cultivators could easily pluck stars and seize the moon, and a single technique could change the weather."
