A Stele

Lin Mu entered the External Greeting Pavilion and observed the relatively elegant interior. 

While it wasn't overflowing with luxury like the main palace and buildings of the Dao Wind Empire, it was still more than good to receive guests of a lower rank. 

Lin Mu looked at the tables, chairs and other furniture that was within the room finding that all of them had gold inlays along with fine carvings of flowing wind. There were even ink paintings hanging from the walls, that showed a scene of a storm.

Every aspect of this hall was made to convey the might of the Dao Wind Empire to those that visited it.

"So you are Daoist Mu Lin?" Lin Mu heard a voice coming from the side.

A man had appeared from the secondary entrance that was to the side. Lin Mu took a deep look at him, finding him to be rather ordinary. In fact, his cultivation base was also rather low, being only at the First Tribulation Stage of the Immortal realm.