Falling rain passed through dusty haze; dusty haze stained clouds with longing.
Within the Immortal Furnace, a faint breeze seemed to toy with the clouds, stirring them into restless swaying.
One moment like tides, the next like smoke.
The vast mountains forming the furnace walls on all sides resembled a sprawling city, sheltering the mountains within the Immortal Furnace. Wisps of herbal elixir fragrance slowly drifted from those mountains.
Fuyao stirred the clouds to rise; once risen, the clouds knew not where to go...
Clad in white as lustrous as jade, Su Mo stood outside his cave abode. Below the stone path before him lay a cliff and drifting clouds.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During those days, he still sent Little Xuanji next door from time to time. Whenever Bai Zhi fell asleep, he immediately slipped over to treat her in secret.
Over the past few days, several Immortal Lords of the Immortal Furnace had also frequently visited the neighboring abode to check on her.
They seemed not to find anything puzzling about Bai Zhi's improvement, exchanging smiles of tacit understanding.
Sunset glow pierced the clouds, spilling a wash of brilliant red light into the Immortal Furnace and tinting its drifting clouds with pink, sunlit warmth.
Gazing at the vast scenery within the Immortal Furnace, Su Mo gradually felt a sense of peace.
This Immortal Domain was unlike the Mortal Realm...
It lacked some of the warmth and bustle of mortal life.
Yet strangely, Su Mo, the Emperor of the Mortal Realm, did not feel that he missed that mortal warmth and bustle very much.
It was as though a transcendence inherent in his nature was gradually awakening within this Immortal Domain.
Today, he was to go to Wu Xun Mountain to attend Immortal Venerable