Eternal Ancient Immortal Territory.
On a certain plain, Chen Xun sat on the ground, carefully polishing several stone carvings. He had not deliberately carried these boulders here; they had stood in these fields all along, as though he had simply stopped to polish them upon passing by.
Black Bull lay beside him, watching several Image Recording Stones and letting out an occasional "Moo, moo."
He Ling was painting some distance away. Her expression was tranquil. Gradually, she had come to enjoy her eldest brother's hobby rather than tending flowers and plants.
The three figures each did their own thing, without disturbing one another.
Jingle, jingle~
A faint sound of corroded metal colliding rang out.
Chen Xun smiled mutely. "Old Bull, your body bumped into the pot. Be careful."
Black Bull gave a startled "Moo, moo~"
Chen Xun took out an ordinary fishing rod. "It has been a long time since I last cooked. I'm going to the river to fish."
Black Bull nodded seriously. Go on.
Chen Xun rose to his feet, slung the fishing rod over his shoulder, and called out, "Third Sister, I'm going to the river to fish."
"Alright~" He Ling smiled brightly, her brush never pausing.
By the river.
Chen Xun slowly made his way over. The river water was so clear one could see straight to the bottom, its current murmuring softly. A crisp green vitality filled the river, brimming with spiritual energy.
Yet unfortunately, there was not a single fish in such a clear river. Not even one swimming living creature could be seen.
There was no bait on Chen Xun's fishing rod, nor had he scattered any chum. He simply lowered the line straight down.
The current carried the hook into the distance.
He casually sat on the ground, took out a teacup,