A river of clouds, withered willows, and a sky full of scattered clouds.
An ornate carriage hung above the clouds, flying against the wind toward the horizon.
The dazzling, multicolored carriage traveled through empty air, powerless yet still moving at tremendous speed.
Su Mo sat at the front of the carriage. Wind and clouds swept past him, lifting his head of white hair...
He had clearly already been reborn through Nirvana, yet after his body and cultivation recovered, his long hair had still turned white.
That head of white hair seemed to carry Su Mo's lingering attachments. Until those attachments faded, his hair would not turn black.
Phoenix Woman sat behind Su Mo. His white hair danced in the wind, occasionally brushing her cheeks, but she did not seem to mind.
"How do you plan to resolve the matter of the Demon Realm...?"
Suddenly, Su Mo spoke, asking Phoenix Woman behind him.
Phoenix Woman shook her head, deep bewilderment showing on her face...
Su Mo glanced back at her, smiled, and changed the subject. Raising a hand to stroke the carriage's golden wood, he said, "This carriage of yours is rather nice. Why not give it to me?"
"In your dreams!" Phoenix Woman rolled her eyes at Su Mo.
"Actually, there's something I've always wondered." Unbothered by her rebuff, Su Mo continued.
Phoenix Woman paused, then asked casually, "What?"
"The first time I met you, you chased me in this Phoenix Carriage, but there was a Phoenix up front, while you were sitting inside."
"Where did that Phoenix come from? Didn't you say you were the only one left of the Phoenix Race?"
Phoenix Woman glanced at Su Mo and said softly, "That Phoenix was transformed from one of my feathers."
Oh... Su Mo understood at once.
*So after all