Night had completely fallen.
In the endless black mountains, there shone a light like a speck of star.
At a certain moment, right above 'this speck of star,' several dots of fireworks suddenly appeared.
If one looked closely, these grains of fireworks were surprisingly multi-colored.
At this moment, Xingzi Town, nestled among the mountains, and the adjacent Xingzi Lake had reached their most bustling time.
Not long ago, the brilliant fireworks used by Xingzi Town for telling time briefly lit up the dark sky above the town, also signaling that the fourth quarter of the hour of Xu had arrived.
However, the glow of the fireworks in the sky, compared to the bright lights of Xingzi Town below, seemed somewhat pale in comparison.
If it weren't for the sound of fireworks, probably those cultivators from all over Nanxing County, who lingered in the bustling markets, wouldn't realize how quickly time had passed.
