On the hillside, Xu Changqing remained silent for a very, very long time.
The wind swept through the mountains, carrying a trace of chill as it blew against his face.
Then, in the span of a few breaths, his full head of black hair turned frost-white.
For seven days and seven nights, he did not move from that hillside.
The waters of the Nine-Bend Sect flowed on and on, while the mountain mist gathered and dispersed.
In the end, Xu Changqing did not bury Ruo Qunshuang here, leaving only a cenotaph of clothes and belongings.
As for her body, it was ultimately sent into the Divine Kingdom and buried beneath the Undying Parasol Tree.
Afterward, he did not return to Jade Balance Star.
Instead, he prepared to wander and take a look around.
Azurewood Immortal Sect.
Compared to seven thousand years ago, not much had changed here.
The World Tree still stood in the heart of the sect gates.
Its crown blotted out the sky and covered the earth, every leaf gleaming with an emerald-like luster.
Several young outer sect disciples swept fallen leaves from the stone steps before the gates.
Suddenly, a white-haired young man descended from the sky.
Strangely, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power around him. He looked no different from a mortal.
Yet mortals could not possibly descend from the sky.
More importantly, the sect's formations and restrictions had not stopped him at all.
Before the eyes of those outer sect disciples, Xu Changqing walked unhindered into the inner sect.
He passed along the familiar blue-stone paths.
He passed the place where he had once drunk spirit wine with Li Sancai and Han Su.
Only when he reached the entrance of the sect's main hall did he stop.
The doors were