Outside the palace gates, Su Yi glanced at the red-robed man in the lotus crown, then walked inside.0

“Have a seat.” The red-robed man in the lotus crown was the first to sit down. He took out a jug of wine and poured both himself and Su Yi a glass.0

The refreshing, mellow fragrance of wine rose into the air, soothing the heart.0

Su Yi disregarded him and walked over to the side of the hall, where he started examining the paintings.0

This left the red-robed man stunned, but a moment later, he laughed, not at all concerned. He then rose from his chair and walked over to Su Yi.0

“The walls of this palace are carved with the secret markings of the Immortal Dao. They contain thirty-six Cloud Soaring Ascension Diagrams. All of them are carefully constructed, but it's a pity… They’re in terrible condition, and they’ve lost their charm and spirituality,” the red-robed man said softly. “Take the diagram you’re looking at. It’s indistinct, but after years of divination, I realized that the vicious bird the diagram depicts is a divine Bifang bathed in tribulation...0