The Royal Probe from Great Feng

In Yejing, at the Divine Mystery Guard's headquarters.

"'The Great Roc spreads its wings and soars, ascending ninety thousand miles.'"

"How does Brother Liu find this line of poetry?" asked Li Xuanyi, the head of the Divine Mystery Guard, while pouring Zhu Youji another cup of tea with a faint smile.

"It's indeed excellent, full of depth. May I ask who authored it?" Zhu Youji replied, taking a sip of tea and returning the question.

In the Downward World, Zhu Youji was familiar with this poem by Li Bai, the Blue Lotus Sword Immortal. However, he was unaware of its origin in the Upper World.

"A poet who excels in wine, poetry, and the sword. He came to this world and sang aloud, 'Heaven's gift to me will be of use, even if a thousand gold coins scatter, they will return.' 'The clouds think of clothing, the flowers of their beauty, the spring breeze brushes the rail, the dew thickens.' 'Raise the wine, do not stop the cup, please listen to me...'"