At the entrance to Du Xian Sect, immortal light lingered and auspicious clouds blanketed the sky. A beam of immortal light descended from high above and struck Ling'e.
Ling'e stood quietly atop an auspicious cloud shaped like a lingzhi mushroom, a sword at her left side. Immortal maidens danced around her and immortal elders offered congratulations, yet she merely gazed into the depths of the sky, as though she had seen something...
She should be comprehending the ascension of life's realm, shouldn't she?
So Li Changshou thought. As figure after figure rode clouds past him, this Paper Daoist quietly withdrew.
His most urgent task was to receive his true body back at Lesser Qiong Peak.
Wandering around outside while injured was simply far too dangerous.
Is this the realm of immortals?
Ling'e stared into the void, at the great doorway of the Dao that had opened before her, but her little thoughts drifted elsewhere.
Now I'm an immortal too. If Senior Brother and I have children in the future, would they be immortals too...
Senior Brother... children...
Oh dear, what was she thinking? Wasn't that embarrassing?
Ling'e's pretty face flushed crimson. A soft whimper escaped her lips, and a wisp of white steam rose from the top of her head, curling upward within the immortal light.
After becoming an immortal, her steam output had clearly increased quite a bit.
Right, where was Senior Brother?
Hearing the laughter of her grandmaster Jiang Lin'er drawing closer from afar, Ling'e temporarily put away her inner realizations and turned on the cloud to search.
Ling'e unconsciously rose onto her tiptoes, but all she saw were the figures approaching from this side...
Whether she knew these people or not, whether they were close to her or merely acquaintances she had met a few times, none