The azure sky was clear and bright, dotted with ethereal white clouds.
A flawless, auspicious cloud drifted amidst a sea of clouds, blending seamlessly with its surroundings.
This auspicious cloud trembled unceasingly, drifting farther and farther away with the currents of the cloud sea.
Above the sea of clouds, waves of vapor billowed, gathering and dispersing like mountains and tides. From time to time, a soft, beautiful voice could be heard, sounding like a sorrowful plea, as if its owner had lost her soul.
Below the sea of clouds lay a boundless, turquoise ocean, its surface shimmering with golden waves.
A green bamboo rod hung silently in the void, a transparent fishing line dropping hundreds of feet deep into the sea.
After a long while, a lazy, charming voice spoke. "My lord, haven't you caught a Red-Scaled Golden Flood Dragon yet?"
"It should be soon. I've spread more than enough bait this time. I should be able to catch at least a few."
The man replied lazily.
