Luo Yao rode Xinyou as they frolicked wildly. A streak of white light arrived in an instant; after setting Luo Yao down before Ye Lin, Xinyou went straight to Ye Lin's shoulder and lay there.
Five hundred years—heaven knew how he had endured those five hundred years.
If he had the chance, he wanted to be a good person and never be with Luo Yao again.
That was simply torment—torment beyond torment.
"Brother Luo Yao, it was so much fun! These past days, Xinyou and I visited so, so many places."
"Next time, I want to go out again."
Luo Yao tugged on Ye Lin's hand and shouted, looking happier than could be.
Meanwhile, Xinyou buried its head in Ye Lin's shoulder and ignored the world, as though it did not want anything to do with Xinyou.
"Alright, let Xinyou play with you next time, okay? We have something more important to do now."
Ye Lin stroked Luo Yao's head and spoke softly, then looked up at the Starry Sky with a solemn expression.
"Let's go. The secret realm may already have begun."
After Ye Lin spoke, the others nodded as well.
The group then left the Starry Sky and began searching for the secret realm.
As for where the secret realm was, there was naturally no need to worry—wherever there were many people, that was where the secret realm would be.
Their Good Luck was not bad. After wandering through the Starry Sky for three days, they had already found the place where this secret realm had descended.
Within the boundless Starry Sky stood one steadfast-faced prodigy after another, all of their gazes fixed on one place.
It was where the three enormous stars before them converged.
And seated cross-legged at the convergence of those three stars was a