City of Itra, In a large courtyard.
Elder Pith was lounging in the lawn, relaxing under the warm sun. He had various exotic fruits, neatly cut and arranged in the bowls, on the table next to him.
He also had a glass of chilled wine in his hand and a beautiful woman standing a few feet away. She was a young cultivator at Divine plane initiation.
She was also considered as quite a talent in the city. But now, she was just his maid.
Pith felt quite good staying here, obviously.
He got more respect that he could ever gain in the academy realm. There he was just an elder with a little bit of experience. His cultivation has long stagnated and there is little hope for him. He is just going to be the man in Divine Plane Consummation, middle stage.
Nothing more.
