Jade Cloud Islands, within a Small World.
This was an endless grassland. Countless cattle and sheep roamed in herds, while herdsmen rode tall red horses and drove vast flocks of cattle and sheep.
Several children rode cows as they played, completely ignoring the adults calling after them.
Yet their gazes were fixed on the mountain peaks at the distant horizon.
It was said that beyond those peaks lived immortal cultivators capable of anything.
Naturally, their hearts yearned for that place. Yet the mountains could only be seen, only imagined.
They could not be touched, nor could they be heard!
What they did not know was that atop the mountain, a figure was watching the grassland, watching the frolicking cattle and sheep, lost in a daze.
That figure was Ye Jingyu. His eyes were still somewhat unfocused.
To him, rising at sunrise to work and resting at sunset,
with nothing to worry about but three meals a day, carried a different sort of feeling.
"A mortal realm without war or harassment is indeed exceptionally beautiful!"
Ye Haihe's voice suddenly came from behind him.
This Small World was not large, only about the size of several islands.
Yet more than a hundred thousand mortals lived here.
It was merely because there were so few spirit veins here—indeed, none at all—that it had become a place where the Yu Family supplied its population.
Ye Haihe even suspected that the Yu Family might forget a place like this.
After all, without spirit veins, the odds of cultivators with Spirit Roots being born here were even lower!
But it had to be said that it was safe as well. Without spiritual energy, Monster Beasts would not enter this Small World.
"Grand Uncle Haihe!" Upon seeing Ye Haihe arrive, Ye Jingyu hurriedly bowed in greeting.
"Beauty