Early the next morning, Liu Changxu had barely awakened when he flickered onto the Flying Boat's deck, hoping to admire the Immortal Realm's morning scenery.
Unfortunately, the boat traveled far too quickly. The green mountains and ravines below, along with the lovely drifting clouds, had scarcely entered his sight before they dissolved into streaks of light and scattered shadows rushing backward, too swiftly for him to savor.
At that moment, the only sights he could linger over were the azure sky overhead and the red sun rising free of the sea of clouds.
Gazing up at the sky, Liu Changxu could not help sighing inwardly. Ever since setting foot on the path of immortality, he had devoted himself to advancing his cultivation and ascending the Great Dao. He had spent most of his time rushing about in pursuit of greater strength, deliberately or unconsciously overlooking so many wonderful moments along the way. Now that he truly stood at the pinnacle of the world, all that remained for him to admire was the sky above.
Just as emotion stirred within him, a faint, elegant fragrance quietly drifted over from behind. Liu Changxu turned toward the scent, and the exquisitely graceful Fairy Xiao Yu came into view.
When Xiao Yu saw him turn, a gentle, captivating smile immediately blossomed on her beautiful face, which combined innocent vivacity with soft allure. She greeted him respectfully in a tender voice:
"Disciple Xiao Yu pays her respects to Martial Uncle."
"Mm, good morning."
Liu Changxu replied with a smile:
Then he lifted his gaze slightly and asked gently:
"Yuer, have you come looking for me so early because you need something?"
"This disciple had nothing to do, so I came out onto the deck for some fresh air. I happened to see Martial Uncle here