"Since we didn't need to return to the Qionghua Sect right away, Qingluan Peak wasn't far from here. Why not go there and rest for a while?"
One of the Three Cold Artifacts, the Suoluo Fruit, was now in their hands. It should have been something worth celebrating, but because of the Chu Han Jing sisters, no one present felt happy. Han Lingsha's expression was especially heavy. She had always looked upon immortals with longing, but the things she had experienced along the way—the fox immortal, the wandering immortal, the mountain god—had given her a deeper understanding of immortals.
They should have delivered the Suoluo Fruit to Xuanxiao, but he had said they could wait until they found the remaining two Three Cold Artifacts and bring them together. Since they had this rare chance, Shen Fei suggested they rest at the place where Yun Tianhe had grown up.
"Going back? That's great!" The moment Yun Tianhe heard they were returning to his home, he immediately became eager. Liu Mengli was clearly moved as well when she heard they were going to the place where Yun Tianhe had spent his childhood.
Naturally, Han Lingsha agreed. Right now, she only wanted to leave the sorrowful place known as the Moonlit Netherworld.
"Then let's go there." After seeing that everyone else agreed, Murong Ziying fell silent for a moment before nodding. In truth, he was also curious about the place where Yun Tianhe had grown up. What sort of environment could have produced someone like Yun Tianhe?
On the surface, Yun Tianhe seemed ignorant of worldly matters and lacking in manners. But anyone who spent enough time with him would know that he possessed a truly pure heart.
Emperor Yan Shinnong Cave was not far from Qingluan Peak. Traveling by sword, the group