"Everyone's here. Let's go."
The number of Qian Cultivator prodigies aboard the Flying Boat had dwindled by two-fifths, but those who remained were still in high spirits.
At their age, they were fascinated by outstanding Kun Cultivators and longed to stumble into a sweet romance.
Li Yang felt that this cultivation world was full of human warmth.
It was nothing like the many webnovels where cultivating meant suppressing emotions and refining one's humanity into divinity.
Nor was it a cultivation world like a "dark forest," where people made the most rational choices for survival just to stay alive and pursue the impossibly distant dream of immortality.
In the Nine Provinces, immortals and mortals lived separate lives, but cultivators shared a rich wealth of emotions.
Even a low-realm cultivator like him could win the affection of an old monster at the Mahayana stage.
Granted, that was mostly down to personal charisma, but it still showed how wonderful the Nine Provinces' Cultivation Realm was.
The credit belonged to the Dao Alliance's governance, which infused the cruel Cultivation Realm with "human warmth" through a compassionate order.
The Flying Boat soon traveled through an interprovince Teleportation Formation and arrived in Kun Province.
Kunyuan Immortal City.
This place was not far from the Ning Lineage.
Li Yang gazed in that direction, a trace of anticipation surfacing in his silence.
He had once been unable to understand what it meant for one day apart to feel like three autumns.
But now that he had gone some time without seeing his beloved, it felt as though ages had passed, and his longing was unbearably strong.
Seeing this, the gray-dressed female cultivator's icy face broke into a doting aunt's smile.
"She resurrected countless mortals in Yongning Commandery, then disregarded the damage to herself and used a heaven-defying art