Xiao Yao murmured to herself. She had made up her mind, and her figure vanished into the void.
Before long, the family met with disaster. She stepped in to save them, forging a bond of Cause and Effect with them.
When the family learned that the woman before them was a quasi-sage, they treated her with even greater respect.
Xiao Yao did not stay long. The mysterious little fellow had yet to grow up, let alone become strong.
After leaving, she explored secret realms across the continent, hoping to uncover more ancient secrets and knowledge of cultivation.
In the Zhu Xian Plane, the seas rolled on and the years passed. Even those who had opened a path to longevity would eventually die if they had not attained Eternal Life.
Over the next two thousand years, Wan Jianyi, Daoxuan, Cangsong, Shui Yue, Tian Buyi, Su Ru, and others passed away in meditation, one after another.
Song Daren and the others had died long before. Now, of Qingyun's people, only Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, and Lin Jingyu were still alive.
Bi Yao was also alive in Caomiao Village.
Xuantian and Xu Weibear had left Caomiao Village long ago. They had even departed this world without a sound, and no one knew.
Another hundred years passed. Zhang Xiaofan broke through to the Dao Integration stage, becoming only the third person in this world to reach it.
Upon reaching Dao Integration, he felt a faint rejection from heaven and earth.
Above the clouds stood the white-jade Jade Capital, with twelve towers and five cities. An immortal touched my brow, and at my coming of age, I received longevity.
A streak of light descended. It was Xuantian, looking over the youths gathered in the square.
"Greetings, Elder of Teachings!"
The disciples