Like a Dog

In a boundless starry sky, rings of spatial ripples flickered. A figure suddenly appeared within this starfield—a figure clad in green.

Ye Xiwen appeared amid a field of meteors. Compared to more than twenty years ago, this starfield had not changed much. In the vast starry sky, even billions of years might bring no true change, much less twenty-odd years. To humans, that might have been a long time, but to the cosmic void, it was no more than the flick of a finger.

After more than twenty days of secluded cultivation, he had finally pushed his cultivation completely to the peak of the Middle Stage Half-step Great Saint. He could step into the Late Stage Half-step Great Saint at any moment. He had already made up his mind: once this gathering was over, he would enter seclusion and advance his cultivation into the Late Stage Half-step Great Saint.

Unlike last time, when he had been unfamiliar with the route, Ye Xiwen now knew it like the back of his hand. After changing into Beidou moon-white robes, he headed all the way toward Medicine King Valley.

As he neared Medicine King Valley, he saw great numbers of martial artists flying in that direction, an endless stream of them. They formed streaks of light across the cosmos, creating a scene of bustling prosperity. Those capable of flying through space were, at the very least, True Dao-level martial artists.

Before long, Medicine King Valley was right before his eyes. It was a great planet, originally barren and desolate, but after the governance of countless people from Medicine King Valley, it had become a flourishing world. Its mountains and rivers were exquisitely beautiful. Countless formations had been driven deep underground, firmly drawing in immeasurable spiritual energy. The spiritual energy here was countless times