Chapter 58: A Wonderful Journey
At dusk, on Mati Mountain.
A swallow hovered above the clouds, circling repeatedly, rehearsing in his mind how to speak and act in the upcoming meeting to ensure no mistakes. Then he finally descended through the clouds and flew into the pavilion.
The jianghu people on Swallow Immortal Terrace below had mostly dispersed long ago, leaving only a few individuals either sparring, discussing matters, or strolling around chatting.
Inside the pavilion, a young Daoist sat cross-legged on the floor with his eyes closed.
A calico cat was on the left side of the pavilion, stretching lazily with her torso low and her rear raised. After stretching, she shook her head so vigorously that her facial features became a blur.
The swallow landed on the far right of the pavilion and transformed into a youth.
The young Daoist also opened his eyes. “Greetings,” he said.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Mister. I…” The words he had rehearsed vanished inexplicably from his mind.
The boy fell silent for a moment, then bowed and extended his hand, offering a small red pill on his palm. “Mister, please take this pill.”