The environment of Moon Sea and Qinghuan are similar, primarily grasslands.

However, in the hearts of the people of Moon Sea, Qinghuan is considered a superior country, the one closest to the Immortal's abode.

At this moment...

A common tent in Moon Sea.

A little girl wrapped in a fur apron ran in from outside, carrying a jug of chilled beast milk, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she looked at the boy and the woman not far away, and happily said, "Brother, um..."

She seemed to hesitate over how to address the woman.

Song Yan smiled and said, "Sister just has prematurely white hair."

The little girl joyfully exclaimed, "Brother, Sister, this is what Mother asked me to bring you."

After speaking, she placed the beast milk on the table. It was a long-necked curved bottle decorated with shells, made of porcelain, and the beast milk inside was obviously taken from a cellar, exuding a chill that, in this scorching heat, was just like immortal air.

Song Yan poured the beast milk for himself and An Li, then cupped it in both hands and drank it in large gulps.

He had adapted to the local customs, wearing attire in the style of the Moon Sea Kingdom, and it was quite a bold choice.

A beast fur skirt wrapped around his waist, and on his upper body was a beast fur strapless garment that left much of his skin exposed, thus... his strong physique was presented to the outside, attracting many gazes as he walked through the roads of Moon Sea Kingdom.

In contrast, An Li wore a relatively conservative beast fur dress.

If it were in the past, she would certainly be described as an adorable girl wrapped in beast fur, but now... there was a hint of mature womanly grace.

An Li held the porcelain cup, sipping the beast milk in small mouthfuls, and softly said, "So comfortable..."

Song Yan smiled faintly.

He also felt very comfortable.

It was a relaxation of both body and mind.

He had left Gusha Mountain for some time now, hiding among the crowd, entering the red dust, while using his terrifying Divine Sense to sense the surroundings, searching for a suitable body for An Li to possess. Meanwhile, he lingered among mountains and rivers, human fireworks, being kind to others, and being kind to himself.

The evil thoughts of killing, the sly plots, all seemed to temporarily fade.

He greedily absorbed the honeydew dripping from the vines, only hoping such days could last a little longer.

Before transmigration, he never managed to complete his dream of a long-term journey even until death, yet in this Otherworld, it was unexpectedly fulfilled.

After finishing the beast milk, the two held hands and walked out of the tent.

Outside, the green grass was like silk, the azure sky scattered with clouds, and the two ran for a while, then lay down on the ground looking up.

"I really wish it could always be like this." Song Yan said.

He raised his hand, thumb and index finger forming a circle, and said, "The sky is so vast, and we are so small. But being small is not necessarily a bad thing. The larger it is, the heavier it becomes; only by being small can one avoid bearing so many shackles."

An Li lay beside him, turning her head, her eyes gazing at the boy through the dancing long grass.

After these days of companionship, after Song Yan revealed his heartfelt thoughts without pretension.

She had started to slowly understand some things: Senior Brother Bai was definitely not that simple.

Every move, every speech of Senior Brother Bai exuded a feeling that was hard to describe, a profound charm that should not appear on a cultivator with a little Talent but certainly not a genius.

Occasional silence, deep gaze, gave An Li the feeling of looking at a statue in a temple.

Senior Brother Bai... had too many stories.

At this moment, hearing Song Yan's words, she said nothing, only reached out her hand.

The two of them interlaced their fingers.

Song Yan felt that the once soft little hand had already changed, but he didn't mind.

An Li suddenly whispered, "Being small still has many shackles."

She didn't want Senior Brother Bai to lose his upward momentum because of her.

She was no longer the person she used to be, and neither was Senior Brother Bai.

Nobody can go back to the past.

Everyone should look forward, move forward.

Everyone should grow, mature.

Ignoring these is nothing but self-deception.

Song Yan fell silent for a moment, then gave a faint smile, responding "Mm," and then lying on his back, quietly watching the floating clouds of the moment, feeling the swaying long grass at this moment, wild horses running, shepherds shouting, and insects busy in the soil humming low...

He hummed a childish, off-tune nursery rhyme.

This was a nursery rhyme from Moon Sea Kingdom, sung by mothers to lull their children to sleep.

At this moment, he was humming it.

The melody of the nursery rhyme, the lyrics were quite simple, yet very gentle.

An Li found it strange, she felt that Senior Brother Bai seemed too eager to return to the An Li from a hundred years ago, the An Li whom Senior Brother Bai deeply cherished, who might have been clumsy and dopey in the past.

Although Senior Brother Bai loved her because he loved the silly little An Li, and thus he still cherished her now, it was not the truth.

What Senior Brother Bai truly yearned for was the carefree feeling with little An Li a hundred years ago.

He loved the feeling of carefree freedom.

That little An Li gave him the carefree feeling, so he liked little An Li, and therefore liked her now.

Everything was just like the childish nursery rhyme that Senior Brother Bai was humming at this moment...

'Just like a child who doesn't want to grow up...' An Li privately chuckled.

Suddenly, she felt their clasped hands go still.

Song Yan suddenly sat up, and in an instant, the kindness in the corner of his eyes disappeared, glinting a streak of deep evil light, yet this evil light turned kind midway because... An Li was watching him.

An Li was like a corrector, able to constantly correct him to prevent excessive killing intent, maintain kind thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll take you to see a good show, maybe there is your body."

With that, Song Yan grabbed An Li and transformed into a white rainbow, heading far away.

...

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Moon Sea Kingdom, outskirts.

Flame Fragrance Sect.

Amidst a pile of corpses, a disheveled man in red armor, bleeding all over, stands firmly while a white-robed silhouette blocks his front firmly, confronting an old woman wielding a Flying Sword.

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