Farewell to Wedding Garment, the Azure Ox Demons Pledge Allegiance

Qin Yang cast one last glance in the direction of Yellow Springs. If there was any regret in what he had done this time, it was probably that for a very, very long time to come, he would no longer be able to enter the Ancient Underworld fragments within from here.

Qin Yang had coveted that place for a long time. When he had been too weak, he had not dared come unless absolutely necessary. Now, he simply could not come anymore.

What a waste of his ticket. Back then, he had given the ferryman petals from a Dark Night Udumbara flower. Forget free rides for life—at the very least, if he took the ferry ten or twenty times, that seemingly particular ferryman probably would not refuse him.

From this day onward, this place would likely become a true desolate land.

It had indeed been dangerous before, but with the ferryman around, as long as one could produce something from the Ancient Underworld as foreign currency to buy a ticket, the river crossing was absolutely safe unless one deliberately leaped into the river to kill oneself.

But now that there was that girl who could walk upon Yellow Springs, things might not be so certain.

"What a pity about my ticket..."

Qin Yang wore a regretful expression. Thinking of the ticket reminded him of the Yin Bei Beast he had traded for back then...

Eh, where was the Yin Bei Beast?

After pondering for a long while, he finally remembered. The Yin Bei Beast had an exceptionally picky palate, and he truly could not afford to raise it, so he had thrown it into the Nether Saint Sect of Southern Barbarians and treated the place as a free cafeteria.

At that thought, Qin Yang laughed aloud. No wonder that when