The afternoon sun shone warmly over Undying Mountain.
Gray Gray lay lazily on a grass mat and rolled over in comfort.
Life had been treating him exceedingly well lately.
Ever since Second Master Si Che had bundled up everyone from the Lower Realm and brought them here, Undying Mountain had become truly lively.
Especially with his "family back home," the Mysterious One Dao Gate.
As the saying went, when fellow townsmen met, tears welled in both their eyes.
Every one of them fussed over him, pampering him to the extreme.
They fed him a rotating assortment of premium spirit fruits, and someone brushed his coat every day.
"Hee-haw..."
Gray Gray half closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.
Now this was the heavenly life a donkey like me deserved.
By now, those sect masters had long since taken their people to their allotted territories to "establish their sects."
The only people still staying in the Front Mountain courtyard, aside from the Si Household's clansmen, were Third Master Si Shuo's group of "lady friends" from the Lower Realm.
Just as Gray Gray, full and content, was about to turn over for an afternoon nap-
Creak...
Not far away, the wooden door to Si Chen's Courtyard gently swung open.
Then Si Shuo emerged from the courtyard, his steps somewhat heavy.
"Hee-haw?"
Even Gray Gray's not particularly bright brain could tell that this man... seemed to have suddenly changed.
He took a few dazed steps, then stopped beside a pillar.
Gray Gray pricked up his ears curiously.
Si Shuo stood beneath the tree for a while, then... Smack! Smack!
He slapped his own face hard several times.
When he raised his head again, his usual devil-may-care expression had returned.
Then, whistling, he swaggered toward the gathering of female cultivators in the front courtyard.
"Tsk,