The boundless Void.
A patch of "land" drifted lazily through the darkness.
"Sigh..."
Si Mian squatted beside the vegetable patch, watering it listlessly as he let out his ten-thousand-and-eighth sigh of the past few months.
Ever since they had been slapped away, they had been drifting through this stretch of the Void for a very long time.
Even the row of carrots outside the courtyard gate had grown a little taller.
But Si Mian had spent those days with his heart in his throat, each day dragging on like a year, terrified that they would run into another foul thing they could not afford to provoke.
"Ancestor, how much longer do we have to keep drifting?"
Behind him, a junior of the Si Household, looking just as sickly, asked mournfully, "We haven't even seen a star we could land on. When will this ever end?"
"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?!"
Si Mian glared at him irritably. "You should be grateful we're still alive! You've got the nerve to be picky?"
He stood up, tossed the wooden ladle onto the ground, and wore a face full of worry.
Returning to the Immortal Realm was absolutely out of the question.
He had heard that fighting was raging there now, with those unkillable monsters everywhere.
Was that a place any fucking normal cultivator could live?
Although he had no idea who exactly was fighting whom, he had not even dared join the excitement at that "Gathering of Immortals" Gu Hong had organized back then.
He could not get away fast enough from grand spectacles that could destroy heaven and earth at the drop of a hat!
As for the Demon Realm? That was even more of a dragon's pool and tiger's den. No going there.
"If only we could