Changshou and Ling'e's Outing

Unlike the grand fanfare of their arrival, Li Changshou left the Netherworld with Ling'e in a rather low-key manner.

He told Jin Peng that he was taking his junior sister out for a stroll to clear her mind. Jin Peng naturally agreed at once, leading the carriage and Honor Guard back to the Heavenly Court on their own.

The commotion caused by Qi Yuan's reincarnation had been so immense that all manner of news had long spread throughout Fengdu City and was steadily reaching the Three Realms.

The Ten Palace Yan Jun had seen him off, and the Netherworld's Ghost Generals had gathered in full;

Great Virtue Houtu had nurtured his remnant soul, while the Holy Mother Empress had personally reconstructed his divine soul;

It had even dredged up that clash in Northern Continent which had determined the Demon Race's fate—the Ancient Demon Court's crown prince, Lu Ya, had perished miserably, and Saints had once crossed hands...

Yet at the heart of all these whirlpools was merely a Turbid Immortal. While it left the Qi Refiners of the Primordial Wilderness not knowing whether to laugh or cry, it also endowed this Turbid Immortal with no small measure of legend.

As they drifted slowly over the River of Three Crossings on a cloud, Li Changshou made no effort to conceal their whereabouts. He looked down at the souls rising and sinking in the river below.

He was comprehending something, sensing something.

At this moment, the Great Dao he would walk in the future was incomparably clear, yet taking it step by step still presented countless difficulties.

The Heavenly Dao would obstruct him, and the Dao Ancestor would not permit it. Those were the greatest obstacles.

He had always complained that Senior Lang had added much "difficulty to life" for a steady