Li Yuan was drunkenly competing in a drinking contest with the young ladies of the Tang Sect Headquarters.
Soon, Tang Pang was down, muttering, "I can't go on, I can't take another drop."
Li Yuan sat by the window, smiling as he looked outside.
The moonlight was bright, the starlight like a sea, and this was just another day among his countless days of immortality...
A thousand years later, ten thousand years later, a million years later, will this mountain before him still be here? Who will the people in the drinking contest be?
If he didn't want to be lonely, he had to find some meaning in this long span of time...
However, now was not the time to worry about such things, because first he had to become strong enough, then gradually unveil the mysteries of this world.
When there is no one stronger than him in this world, when there are no secrets left for him, then he can ponder how to spend his immortality.
He was both expectant and fearful.
