C48 The Cultivation Craze

On March 1st in the post-apocalyptic calendar, at 7:00 AM, Mu Chenyu stood at the eastern gate of the Triralian Base. Clad in a majestic purple robe with golden trim, a purple-gold star emblazoned on his chest, his shoulder-length hair was neatly tied into a topknot, with the remainder draped over his shoulders. A green ribbon graced his forehead, and his countenance was as fine as jade