People Must Eventually Leave Their Hometowns

There were many people to bid farewell to, including Mo Ling. When she learned they would be separated for four thousand years, she grabbed your hand and recalled the moment you had first met.

"Yun Shou, as someone undergoing Sixth Realm re-cultivation, you had originally been cultivating bamboo in the Qingfeng Sect and became Senior Brother Yun. Normally, all you knew was how to seek pleasure in the sect... yet that day, you just happened to appear on the Vast Ancient Plains."

"At the time, I had already fallen into despair and could not see a single path to survival, yet I happened to crash into your arms... Was our meeting destined?"

You: No, I fucking calculated every step and racked my brains to force it into being.

After you made it clear that you would be leaving far away and could not even let her follow you, Mo Ling said petulantly, "By the time you return... I'll definitely have become an immortal. Definitely!"

"I'll become the Co-Lord of Spring and Autumn before you do!"

When you truly began walking away, she could not help saying, "If you can come back sooner... then you absolutely have to come back sooner!"

"I—I want you to see me become the Co-Lord of Spring and Autumn sooner!"

You laughed. Tsunderes really were adorable.

Of course, by tsundere, you meant the original, orthodox kind of tsundere—not the freakish menagerie that had filled the internet before you transmigrated.

What was a tsundere? She was a cute girl who gave the male lead a gift while saying she did not like him at all, but would get angry and stamp her little feet whenever she saw him talking to another girl.

Not the kind of stupid bitch who held a gift given by the male lead