Imperial Spirit Lake

Joseph sighed as he massaged his temples after working so hard he and his sister have finally stepped into the vaunted Primal Daoist realm just last week, it had send a sensation throughout the city, after all who amongst all of the clans could claim they have twin cultivators who have managed to step into Primal Daoist realm before their 45th Birthday, but then came another problem betrothal contacts for both of them power hungry worthless beings vying for their hands in order to increase their nonexistent pride and prestige.

He gave of a sigh as he drank wine from the saucer in his hand the chilled liquid descended his throat leaving a slight burn as his tongue tasted a bit bitter.