Barbecues on Li Divine Mountain

"When spring arrives and a hundred flowers bloom, every branch, every leaf, every patch of moss with dew; cool wind, full moon, the affairs of this mortal world, people coming, people going, speaking of comings and goings... Is that right?" Li Xueyi softly murmured.

"My lady has a fine talent for verse; it is precisely right!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"This is not my talent; this poem was written by my elder brother. He is an anomaly in the Bridge Realm, and his greatest dream in life is to one day stand upon the ground and see with his own eyes that grand spectacle depicted in books where gods and mortals rejoice together."

Lin Xiaosu smiled faintly and did not answer.

His heart made the answer instead.

A person of the Bridge Realm, a person yearning for the mortal world.

The greatest dream is to one day stand upon the ground and see gods and mortals rejoicing together in the mortal world?

Yet, do you know that when you truly can stand upon the ground, you will no longer see gods and mortals rejoicing together?

The mortal world at that time—how could it possibly be the scene you speak of?

That is a mortal hell!

For a person to have a dream is a good thing.

To reside within hell and possess the grand ambition of gazing up at heaven is a good thing.

Yet, if the beautiful fantasies of you Inner-Earth Outsiders are to be realized, they must be built upon the premise of the Human Race's disaster.

You and I ultimately cannot share the same bright moon and fill our dreams with clear rivers!

The turtle-shaped boat on the river drifted further and further away.

Inside the cabin, time seemed to pause, making it hard to tell day from