Above a bustling small town, clamor filled the sky, with a steady stream of passersby.
On the streets, steaming buns emitted a rich meaty fragrance.
The tavern at the town's entrance was adorned with red lanterns; rowdy patrons chatted idly about trivial matters from all over the world.
However, at this moment, a young man bid farewell to his family and headed towards the mountaintop, a white-browed elder ahead of him.
The youth's face showed both yearning and fear.
"Go, Jiu'er, go cultivate immortality. Your father and your brothers are here for the family, there's no need to worry!"
"Mother!" The youth's face showed reluctance, but ultimately, he turned back and walked towards the elder.
Halfway through his walk, he stopped again, and at this moment, he was in tears.
He didn't let the latter see; he knew that, before long, bandits would overrun the town.
After that event, the bun shop and the tavern would be reduced to nothingness.
