The mountains were green, the waters clear, and the sun shone high.
Sitting in the carriage, Xue Yu hummed a little tune and shared a cup of wine with Chu Tiange. Just as she was getting into the spirit of things, she lifted the curtain and glanced up at the white clouds...
Who would have thought that one glance would scare her half to death?
A streak of golden light came flying from the horizon, making her cry out. Just as it seemed about to crash into the carriage—
It plunged straight down from the sky.
Then a horse came galloping toward them like a bolt of lightning.
The golden light vanished, and a dark figure tumbled from the horse's back. The horse let out a cheerful neigh and galloped away along the road.
Chu Tiange was still staring blankly at his cup of wine. The coachman, startled by what he'd just seen, yanked the reins and brought the running horse to a halt...
The cry that had been about to burst from Xue Yu's lips caught in her throat.
She watched the horse flash by like lightning and shouted at the coachman, "Don't stop! Go after it!"
A group of children by the river stared dumbfounded at the scene before them, forgetting to cry out, their mouths hanging open...
It had happened too fast. That young man, who seemed almost like an immortal, had vanished into the spring breeze before he could even say goodbye.
If not for the lingering sweetness in their mouths and the Storage Ring clutched in their hands,
they might have wondered if it had all been a dream.
The dream was over before they could even cheer.
No—that little chubby boy, covered from head to toe in mud, finally cried out, "The immortal's gone!"