After eating and drinking his fill, Su Yi sprawled out comfortably in a wicker chair.

When he looked up, he saw the dense stars overhead. They decorated a dim curtain of dusk, and they flickered on and off.

“Your Excellency, this old man predicts that the skies will erupt with enormous changes within six hours,” said the old blind man, who was standing beside Su Yi.

His empty sockets were fixed on the dome of heaven too, and it seemed he could detect numerous secrets.

“Mm,” said Su Yi, closing his eyes. “I’m going to rest for a bit. Don’t be nervous, everyone. Just wait for 'meat pies' to start raining down from the heavens.”

The old blind man, Wen Xinzhao, the Xia Emperor and the others looked at each other, strange looks in their eyes.

It was going to rain meat pies?

Su Yi was obviously fully confident! And indeed, his eyes were closed in repose. He seemed leisurely, as if he were too lazy to even speak.

He couldn’t tell them this, but even before the onset of the Radiant Epoch, the greatest treasure of the Origins of the Azure had already fallen into his hands.

Similarly, he couldn’t tell them that with the Seed of the Azure in his possession,...