Stepping onto the land of Ye State, Tang Yushang felt even her breath sweetened.
Although the areas were shrouded in darkness, the Earth Realm was different, and the Tao Rhythm was markedly distinct. Thus, upon return, she felt light and relaxed.
Along the way, passersby glanced sideways at Qin Ming and Tang Yushang, casting peculiar gazes and whispering.
"Mrs. Niu?" Tang Yushang was a bit bewildered.
Then, she instantly rembered what she looked like now.
Her long black hair was disheveled, she had sparkling bull horns atop her head, and was clad in beast skin clothing, akin to a primitive tribesperson’s attire.
Her current appearance was really sowhat... a sight for sore eyes.
Any acquaintance seeing her would be left speechless; she no longer resembled anything like the aloof Heavenly Immortal she once was, but rather exuded the wildness of Mrs. Niu.
However, upon closer inspection, her face remained exquisitely beautiful.
Tang Yushang glanced at her side; Qin Ming wasn’t faring much better, sporting oversized, rough bull horns with the deanor of the Bull Demon King, his aura rugged.
The Bull Demon couple was too conspicuous, it was impossible not to draw attention.
Tang Yushang’s face burned with embarrassnt; even during the escapes in Otherworld, she wasn’t this unkempt. She covered her head with beast skin and rushed into the night.
Qin Ming didn’t care, devoid of anxiety or psychological burden over his appearance, he flaunted the strong presence and posture of the Bull Demon King and strode after her.
"How about we take a break at my old ho first?" Qin Ming suggested.
The Ancient Mist Gate outside Jinrui City was less than a thousand miles from Black and White Mountain, which was truly insignificant for masters.
"Let’s go!" Tang Yushang only wanted to find a place for a montary adjustnt, having planned a major business venture in Otherworld, she ended up being reduced to a primitive person, resonating a bit sarcastically.
The Five-Colored Treasure Fragnt flew into the night sky imdiately, saying: "The mountains are high, the road is far, let’s part ways here. Do not seek for trivial matters, nor for significant ones..."
Qin Ming waved; he assud that covered by Heavenly Immortal Remnant Artifact, he could overpower everything, able to slay Great Grandmasters, yet his relying mountain crumbled at critical monts.
Upon parting, they gazed at each other with mutual disdain.
As she lted into the pitch-black night, Tang Yushang imdiately restored her true appearance and changed into a black dress, only then regaining her usual composure and elegance.
Taking out the immaculate Magic Conch, she contacted the outside world; imdiately, her ear was no longer serene.
"Yushang, child, where have you run off to? Did that rascal from Black and White Mountain abduct you? He didn’t harm you, did he?"
Quite afar, Qin Ming could clearly hear the other’s voice.
"Immortal Sister, you’ve misunderstood." Qin Ming approached, warmly greeting.
Soon, a silver-haired elder’s deep voice resonated: "Are you trying to call brother?"
Qin Ming imdiately withdrew, ending the conversation.
He didn’t consider himself cowardly but felt close to suffering tinnitus.
Tang Yushang said, "My grand-great-grandfather and the others are in Da Yu Imperial City, I need to go there."
Qin Ming nodded, saying: "Alright, I’ll head over shortly."
At the mont, he wasn’t inclined to test the silver-haired brother’s ill-temper, avoiding trouble.
In Black and White Mountain, large snowflakes fluttered; the ground was a vast expanse of white.
"Another winter season."
In Shuangshu Village, Qin Ming returned treaded on snow.
At the village entrance, the Heibai Dual Trees took root beside Fire Spring, their leaves never withering, radiating a jade-like gloss in the night’s darkness.
"Uncle!" Wen Rui imdiately sensed Qin Ming’s presence and dashed out from the village.
"Your spirit is abundant, you’ve been practicing diligently lately." Qin Ming remarked with a smile.
He had mistakenly entered the Longevity Experint Field in Outer Domain, facing life-and-death crisis; now back at his sanctuary, he felt completely relaxed.
"Uncle, you’re even more handso now!" Wen Hui approached; compared to the simple Wen Rui, his words were considerably sweeter.
Behind him trailed Liu Mo’s young son Liu Bai, a little fellow about four years old, with dark sparkling eyes, naturally endowed with so sort of divine Spiritual Charm.
"So handso!" Liu Bai also chid in.
Qin Ming laughed as he patted their heads, handing each a few Spirit Fruits; having fresh fruit to eat in the coldest ti delighted the children imnsely.
Lu Ze and his wife prepared a hearty exotic al.
Shortly thereafter, the Red Squirrel, talking sparrow, and Thunder King Bird, who cultivated in the mountain, received the news and hastily returned.
The talking sparrow mostly provided the news, its information network pervasive throughout Black and White Mountain.
"Mountain Master, you’ve finally returned; Little Sparrow missed you so much." The talking sparrow flapped its wings, blinked large eyes, and swiftly flew close, circling around Qin Ming.
"It’s trying to take credit." The three-headed six-ard Red Squirrel interjected.
The Thunder King Bird softly stated: "Cui Chongxiao... ford a Nascent Soul."
With a puff, Qin Ming spat out the hot tea he had just sipped, while having thought of so possibilities, hearing the news truly opened wide his eyes.
The talking sparrow, mysteriously, said: "Initially, the Cui Family arranged a banquet to celebrate."
Qin Ming was amazed, asked: "Can they really celebrate that, thinking they’ve birthed a Qilin’er, bestowed heavenly poise?"
The talking sparrow inford: "In the early days, Cui Chongxiao birthed a Golden Core within his belly, with radiant light emanating, and subsequently ford his Nascent Soul."
Whether it was the deep foundation of the Cui Family or the vast Divine Skills of Cui Chongxiao’s sect, they unexpectedly found him an Ancient Technique of Cultivation Civilization to practice.
Qin Ming was lost in thoughts, could it truly be akin to stumbling upon Exotic Fruit leading to accidental Nascent Soul Formation?
Red Squirrel said: "Even, the Cui Family also sent Uncle Qin an invitation letter."
Qin Ming was speechless, after a while, he quietly uttered: "Then let’s send them a congratulatory gift."
The Thunder King Bird chuckled: "Bet now they wouldn’t accept the gift, feeling far less conceited."
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