Spring passed, winter came.
Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory continued on its journey to open up the Star Wilderness.
Chen Xun and the others often attended grand gatherings across Eternal Ancient's various Immortal Domains and Star Domains. Yet they were all the domain of Eternal Ancient's younger generation. Hidden amid the sea of people, they pointed here and there, boasting of their own youthful glory. Their days were quite colorful.
But whenever this happened, a trace of envy always surfaced in Chen Xun's eyes. He liked the young people of Eternal Ancient—their high spirits, their elders behind them, their friends at their sides, and their utter lack of fear toward failure. As he watched...
He would sink into faint recollections, his expression turning somewhat dazed.
So it was.
This was how most elderly people in the world appeared dull and wooden. It was not that their thoughts had grown sluggish; rather, as they watched those youths, they could not help recalling their own youthful pasts and stories. The memories lingered long, and they were unwilling to wake from them at once.
Though Chen Xun looked somewhat absent-minded, a beautiful smile always played at the corners of his lips. From time to time, he secretly ordered them to add a few prizes to those grand gatherings, such as "rare stones painstakingly selected by this Dao Ancestor," and the like.
This made Ke Ding cry out at his stinginess from the side, nearly blurting, "Chen Xun, just how poor was your hometown back then?! So poor you had nothing to eat?! So poor you had nowhere to live?!"
This was the greatest suffering he could comprehend for mortal spirits of the Human Race.
But then...
That really was the case.
Now.
Mountain-Seated Duck was still bursting with vitality, often launching foul-mouthed tirades at