A Slight "eh" to a Beautiful Debut

It was the coldest time of winter. The cold winds blew fiercely against huge Tianqi Mountain. The temperature on the Snow-capped Peak was extremely low, but fortunately, the high peaks were not covered by the sea of fog that had spread over the lower parts of the valleys in the mountain range. The sun shined directly on the peaks. Although it did not increase the temperature there, the sunlight could still bring warmth to some people's hearts.

As what the middle-aged man on the shore of the Hulan Sea had guessed, there was indeed someone on the top of the cold and quiet Snow-capped Peak which hadn't shown traces of human activities for years. It was a Taoist priest who wore a thin cloth and had an ebony fork inserted into his hair bun.