As early winter began to settle in, the outer edges of Yanpo Forest were clad in autumn yellows, a scene of withering all around.
But deep within Yanpo Forest, a different landscape emerged.
The ground was covered in tender grass, the Shangnu Flowers, commonly seen in Shang Kingdom, were blooming profusely, and fireflies danced through the night in the forest, the silence almost excessive.
In the depths of the forest, a half-human-high mound had formed.
This mound had existed for many years, sprouting anonymous green moss all over its risen surface.
Midnight had just passed, and the moon had only risen to the center of the forest, the moonlight like frost, filtering through the branches and spilling onto the top of the mound.
The fragrance of the spirit grass emanated from the top of the mound.
