Green mountains and clear waters-it was the plum rain season again.
A fine rain pattered down, and the air was once again thick with moisture.
A single breath left one's mouth and nose feeling damp.
Amid the mountains and waters, two oil-paper umbrellas bloomed along the mountain path.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Ouyang held up an oil-paper umbrella and gazed at the landscape, which resembled an ink-wash painting. Though it lacked the Azure Cloud Sect's abundant immortal aura, it possessed the fresh beauty of mortal life.
The wheelchair needed no one to push it. It hovered a foot above the ground, drifting slowly forward.
With the Heaven-Measuring Ruler tucked at his waist, Bai Feiyu followed behind Ouyang, smiling. He had no idea what the Capital Eldest Senior Brother wanted to visit was like, but who cared?
The two traveled very slowly, so slowly that as they studied the scenery, they could even notice the distinct differences between the flowers and grasses on either side.
But they were cultivators, after all, and before they knew it, they had crossed mountain after mountain.
Jiangnan was rainy, and the rain had not stopped since they descended the mountain.
The little fox in Ouyang's arms showed no signs of waking, apart from occasionally turning over in her sleep. Ouyang had carefully tucked her against his chest.
Xiao Bai had also examined Hu Tutu's body in detail. What surprised even him was that two powers within the little fox were slowly merging.
The little fox's Divine Soul could not withstand these two immense powers, so she could only expend them through sleep.
Bai Feiyu was certain that if the little fox could fully digest these two powers, the world would gain another Great Demon Cultivator when she woke.
Although Bai Feiyu had said so, Ouyang,