White flowers of the other shore grew in profusion all over the mountain.
A gentle breeze brushed over the mountaintop, bending the flowers of the other shore. A soft, beautiful zither melody seemed to carry a skyful of poetry and picturesque beauty, spreading through this little world.
Quietly and uneventfully, another three years passed.
Su Mo lay in the Rocking Chair, looking increasingly weary.
Little Girl had grown fully into the familiar appearance in Su Mo's mind. She still followed him without leaving his side for a single step, like his little tail.
Lying in Su Mo's arms, Little Girl raised her little head to look at the weary Su Mo. She did not know why her Older Brother had grown weaker and weaker over the past few years, but, sensible as she was, she merely buried the question in her heart.
For these three years, Su Mo had remained in the Rocking Chair, yet his mind seemed to wander elsewhere. Apart from matters concerning Little Girl, he no longer asked about anything.
And the whole Nine Heavens gradually fell silent too. Everyone seemed to have a premonition of impending catastrophe.
The People from the Outside World who had entered the Ninth Heaven also received summons from their Sects and returned to their respective Sects.
The entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths seemed to be brewing a sense of oppression in the face of impending catastrophe.
The world seemed to have grown accustomed to the flowers of the other shore that covered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Their ability to propagate themselves was terrifying; people watched with their own eyes as every corner of the world filled with flowers of the other shore.
The more flowers of the other shore grew throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the