Searching for the Soul

Under a clear sky stretching ten thousand miles, brilliant sunlight shone down upon the Peach Blossom Spring Mystic Realm, leaving it serene and untouched by the mortal world.

On a grassy field behind the peach grove, the fragrant grass was lush and lovely, fallen blossoms scattered everywhere, with even a few tender green shoots mixed in. A slender river lay stretched across the grass, bare beneath the sunlight. Seen from afar, it resembled a pristine silver moon.

Thin mist and wisps of smoke curled up from the little wooden house where Chen Fan and the others lived.

This was a rare gathering for them. Everyone had finally returned safely to the mystic realm. Qin Xian'er, Chen Jingjing, and the others busied themselves in the kitchen, steaming and cooking all manner of delicious dishes. Mu Yunshui, meanwhile, was carefully looked after by everyone and not allowed to do any heavy work.

Bald Bird found this unbearable to watch. Shaking his head, he said, "She's a Spirit Refining Stage cultivator, for heaven's sake. Even if she's pregnant, it's not as though she can't even cook. You mortals, honestly."

At times like this, Old Yellow Tooth would always step out to sing a different tune. Throwing out his chest and lifting his head, he said, "What do you know? This is only human nature. What if she accidentally disturbs the fetus and injures this old man's future final disciple? Can you bear that responsibility?"

"Go lie down somewhere else. That is clearly this old man's disciple. Stop claiming her at random." Bald Bird swept out a wing, trying to fan Old Yellow Tooth away.

The two men's farce drew laughter from everyone. Each of them cherished this life—carefree within the isolated Peach Blossom Spring Mystic Realm, with everyone reunited.

A faint smile rested