Liu Yu looked out, and a vast grassland came into view.
Stretching into the distance, the grassland was an unremarkable patchwork of yellow and green, with clumps of wild grass growing haphazardly. There was no sight of "the wind bending the grass low to reveal cattle and sheep."
Still, he could see quite a few cattle and sheep within several dozen li, with a few young herders tending them.
"No matter how I look at it, this place seems utterly ordinary."
"But it stands to reason that a Divine Lord's cave abode would be hidden deep."
"If it could be discovered easily, it wouldn't have survived until now."
The thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind. He exchanged a glance with Mo Mei, then hovered in the air and waited quietly.
The two cast a minor spell, leaving the mortals below completely unaware of them.
"Whoosh, whoosh~"
It was dusk, and the gentle evening breeze made their robes flap.
The sun sank toward the west, its light already softening. It fell over them, gilding them in gold.
The sunset, the grassland, cattle and horses.
"If we weren't in a world of cultivation, this would be quite a pleasant life."
Watching this scene, Mo Mei could not help feeling a little wistful.
As she gazed at the picturesque view before her, a trace of worry surfaced in her eyes.
After all, so many years had passed. The other two had gained more back then; there was no telling how much their strength had increased or whether they would invite powerful helpers.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Mei, there's no need to overthink it."
"We cultivators seek immortality and the Dao. Even if we die on the path to immortality, there's little to regret."
"Whoever comes, even if they're a mountain, we'll move them aside