At the Everburn Underworld.

Inside an elegant room, an elderly Yin spirit was standing in front of the window, looking out at the bustling city outside.

There were countless intricately embroidered fabric signs flapping in the wind outside, bearing the names of the teahouses and restaurants along the streets. Some of the Yin spirits outside were wearing antiquated attire while others were wearing Mao suits, presenting a scene that made one feel as if they had gone several centuries back in time, and a sense of patriotic pride welled up in the elderly Yin spirit's heart.

"This is what the Cathayan Underworld should be like..." The elderly Yin spirit was wearing a blue jacket and a pristine white changshan, giving him the elegant and refined appearance of an important official from ancient times. He was playing with a pair of crafted walnuts in his hand as he smiled and said, "In the mortal realm, Cathay is constantly trying to pursue global trends and is losing its own cultural heritage in the process. Who could've imagined that Everburn would develop so quickly in the past few years? Having said that, this is only to be expected according to the city developmental plan that was released. There's always great potential for growth when it comes to new cities..."

He then turned away from the window and took a seat on one of the taishi chairs in the room. Every single inch of the room that he was situated in was constructed from timber that was...