"What happened this time?" Shi Yongheng asked, looking at Yue Mi, who seemed eager to speak but hesitated.
"The Ancient Immortal Donghua of Lookout Mountain sent an invitation, asking me to attend his six-hundredth-century birthday celebration." Yue Mi smiled.
"If you want to go, then go. You'll have company too. Why ask me?"
"I want to take you and Shifu's wife with me," Yue Mi said.
Shi Yongheng shook his head. "I'm not going. As for your Shiniang, go ask her."
"I'm not going either!" Willow Deity came in from outside, carrying two chickens in her hands. They were clearly preparing to eat chicken.
"Since you three girls are here, have something to eat before you leave."
"Greetings, God Lord!"
"Feng Ran, Hou Chi, you're both good children. When you have time, bring the girls to visit the Snowfall Mountains."
"Thank you, God Lord!"
"Yongheng, hurry up and take them to be prepared!" Willow Deity said, handing the two chickens to Shi Yongheng.
"Sure thing, wife. Wait for me—it'll be ready in no time!"
"There are juniors here, you shameless old man!" Willow Deity rolled her eyes at Shi Yongheng and glared at him in annoyance.
Yue Mi had long since grown used to this, but Hou Chi and Feng Ran felt that perhaps this kind of life was what they yearned for deep down: working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
"Huh? That fellow actually slept for sixty thousand years before waking up?"
Willow Deity suddenly cried out in surprise. Radiance burst from her eyes, which seemed to encompass heaven and earth, reflecting the situation in the God Realm. In the image within the Void, a mature and steady-looking man awoke. After looking at the ruined God Realm, his expression turned ugly.
When he arrived at the Samsara Divine