Bitter winter came again, and the first snow fluttered down.
Su Mo still hid atop Peach Mountain in Peach Blossom Haven, playing and romping with Xiaoyueyue every day, leaving every matter of Floating Life Pass, great and small, to Wu Qian.
Wu Qian handled the affairs of Floating Life Pass for Su Mo every day, running herself ragged from dawn to dusk, yet never uttering a word of complaint.
That contented smile always hung on her face. Though she was busy and exhausted, she was perfectly satisfied if she could make things a little easier for Su Mo.
In her mind, if not for Su Mo, she might have died long ago.
All the wonderful things she had now made her very happy, very content.
It seemed that simply carrying on like this would be good...
Under Wu Qian's arrangements, the Demon Sage also brought a great many things from the world back into the Demon Pagoda.
He began setting up the scheme Su Mo had proposed to integrate the Demon Race of the Demon Pagoda into the world... a game of people's hearts.
Hui Kong returned to Su Mo's Spirit Sea, sitting for long stretches beneath the Bodhi Tree, seemingly gazing at the flowing waters of the River of Forgetfulness...
The Four Sages guarded Floating Life Pass, though for some unknown reason, the Demon Beasts beyond the pass seemed to have vanished without a trace over these past two years.
Across vast Floating Life Pass, peach blossoms brimming with tender affection bloomed everywhere, their fragrance always drawing people to stop and admire them.
The flowers' fragrance drifted through the air, mingling with the winter snow.
The many Immortal Cultivators at Floating Life Pass flocked to its main pass and joined the Peach Mountain Sect.
From Floating Life Pass, they