Sky Lake Immortal Realm, an unknown small Human Race village.
A six-year-old child was struggling to carry a bundle of firewood taller than himself home on his back.
A four-year-old little girl followed behind him, occasionally helping steady the bundle.
Since they were going downhill, the six-year-old took every step with great care.
"Rou Rou, as long as we sell the firewood we've saved up, we can get five Immortal Script. Not only can we buy meat, we can also buy your favorite Pear Blossom Pastry." The little boy looked at his sister, who was tired from walking the mountain path.
"Big Brother, we should buy all meat instead. Mother said eating more meat will help us grow tall and strong." A childish, innocent voice rang out.
"Rou Rou really is thinking of me." The little boy smiled.
"Once Big Brother grows tall and strong, you'll be able to carry more firewood and earn more money. Then you can buy me even more Pear Blossom Pastry." The little girl innocently held up the firewood bundle. The drool at the corner of her mouth and the anticipation in her eyes showed that she was destined for great things.
"You..." The little boy was just about to speak when his foot slipped, and he fell with the bundle of firewood.
Fortunately, the wooden frame behind him supported him and kept him from rolling down the mountain path.
At that moment, a flash of Spiritual Light flickered beneath the little boy and then entered his body.
The little boy, who had just been about to get up, immediately fell unconscious.
"Big Brother! Big Brother!! I don't want Pear Blossom Pastry anymore! Wake up! Wake up!"
The little girl panicked at once, crying as she stayed by her brother's side.
At that moment, the