After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

"it is good."

"Then it's settled." The girl looked up at the sky, her little feet swinging back and forth, clearly in a good mood.

Xiao Yu followed her gaze and his eyes naturally followed hers, seeing the towering mountain blocking the village entrance in the distance.

Remembering the sword immortals in girls' novels who could split mountains and fill seas, slay dragons and divide the moon, I sighed quietly:

"Alas! Sword Immortal! If you truly possess such power, splitting mountains to create a path would be a piece of cake."

"Of course, a sword immortal... a sword immortal can move mountains, fill seas, and slay demons with ease."

The girl answered in this way.

Xiao Yu remained silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled out the ruler and struck the girl on the head.

"Alright, you've led me astray. Did you hand in the calligraphy practice book I asked you to write? You just took the storybook back like that?!"

"Sir, you..."

"What? Go now, before school ends, get everything sorted out, or I'll take this storybook back."

"No!" Upon hearing this, the girl, clutching her storybook, dashed back into the classroom, seemingly afraid that Xiao Yu would change his mind and take her precious storybook away.

Watching her departing figure, Xiao Yu also stood up, gazing into the distance, clutching his ruler in his hand. For some reason, he felt much more at ease.

a few days later.

An'an's New Year's Eve feast arrived as scheduled.

Xiao Yu was present and held the adorable little guy all day long, refusing to give him up even when the white-haired woman came to ask for him.

The little girl had chubby cheeks and fair, rosy skin that was moist and radiant. She had inherited the best features of both her father and mother, and Xiao Yu liked her more and more the more he looked at her.

I tickled her armpit with my finger, and the little one burst into laughter. A few tiny baby teeth peeked out from her pink gums; she was absolutely adorable.

That night, the white-haired woman who was sleeping next to Xiao Yu noticed something was wrong with him, and she moved closer to him.

"What's wrong? It feels like you're holding An'an all day long. No matter how much you like her, you can't do this. What will you do when she grows up and gets married?"

"What should we do? Break that brat's legs! How dare he covet my daughter? He's got some nerve!" Xiao Yu's eyes widened, and his mood was visibly agitated as he brought up the matter.

It seems no father in the world would want his daughter to be married off to a complete stranger so early on, especially if he's a blond-haired geezer...

"But don't worry, I've thought it through. It doesn't matter whether I come out of the mountain or not. An'an is so cute, what if some brat kidnaps her while I'm not around?"

Besides, with such a beautiful wife like you, I wouldn't feel comfortable going on a long trip.

Xiao Yu looked at the white-haired woman who had approached and saw through her intentions, so he spoke.

“You…” The white-haired woman shook her head, as if they were having a conversation between an old married couple.

Seeing Xiao Yu like this, she felt relieved.

The two looked into each other's eyes, creating a warm atmosphere.

After that, they talked a lot more, from An'an growing up, to her marriage, to the two of them being together, how their parents were buried after they died, how they would keep each other company in the future, and who would die of old age first.

I imagined so many things, and in just a short while, it felt like I had lived a lifetime.

As they chatted, the two of them ended up lying on top of each other again, and the bed started creaking and shaking.

the next day.

It was the very day that Xiao Yu planned to leave the mountain.

Just like he always did when he went to school, Xiao Yu ate his meal, said hello, and then slowly left with a ruler tucked under his arm.

The white-haired woman, just like always, did the laundry, cooked, and looked after An'an.

And so, at the blocked village entrance.

Xiao Yu and the white-haired woman who had been lying in wait there unexpectedly bumped into each other.

"What...what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home watching over An'an at this time?"

Xiao Yu looked at the white-haired woman who shouldn't be there and exclaimed in surprise, slowly taking a few steps back.

"That's a question I should be asking you. Shouldn't you be teaching at the school at this time?! As for An'an, I've asked my mother to look after her." The white-haired woman raised her eyes and coldly retorted.

The two faced off, and finally, Xiao Yu laughed: "Alright, I knew I couldn't hide it from you. As you see it, get out. We agreed that I would leave after An'an's first birthday banquet."

"But you said it..."

"I thought about it late at night and decided it was better to go out."

"Why? Isn't it better to stay here? It's much safer here than outside. I'm protecting you. Whatever you want, I can get it for you."

"Why can't I just live a peaceful, caged life, have several more children like An'an, and live a good life?"

Looking at the white-haired woman blocking his way, Xiao Yu sighed, knowing there was no point in saying anything more.

He strode forward, passing directly past the silent, white-haired woman.

During this time, Xiao Yu's words also rang in the white-haired woman's ears:

"It's good...it's good, but it's too good to be true. I do like this kind of life, but not now. There are still people waiting for me outside."

Besides, you... can't accept a life like this, can you?"

The white-haired woman paused, and slowly withdrew her hand that was about to reach out to pull Xiao Yu.

Human life is short, usually only a hundred years. Birth, aging, sickness and death. To others, growing old together, getting married and having children is a beautiful thing, but for the phoenix with its long lifespan, life is too long and a bit boring.

As Xiao Yu moved forward, just as he approached the village entrance, the surrounding scenery suddenly became unstable, like vivid lines, thin and wispy, swaying and dispersing.

But the mountain blocking the village entrance remained firmly in his way, like an insurmountable barrier.

"What a hassle!"

Xiao Yu scratched his head. Talking so much but unable to leave and getting stuck here would be a joke.

However, there was a mountain blocking the way.

Just split it open.

"That guy praised you to the skies, saying your sword aura was incredibly sharp and you split a mountain in half the moment you appeared. Don't let me down at the crucial moment and embarrass me!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yu took the ruler, gripped it, and in a flash, the immortal sword was fully drawn from its sheath.

The sharp sword energy surged, and the powerful sword force disrupted the colorful dreamscape.

Without needing any grand pronouncements, Xiao Yu simply gripped the hilt of his sword, raised it, and stepped forward.

With a gentle slit, just like cutting a sheet of white paper with a paper cutter, the mountain that had been blocking Xiao Yu's way for days was separated... just like that.

Chapter Sixty-Five, Bai Feng's Past

Peng!

The scroll tore open, and the vast emptiness poured into this idyllic paradise, a place untouched by the world, through the opening in front of Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu, who was standing in front of him, was sucked out of the scroll by the void in just one glance.

The white-haired woman behind him remained standing still, white flames ignited, enveloping and protecting his entire body, and ethereal lines rushed towards him, like a drop of murky ink falling onto a vibrant painting.

With just a little touch, the colorful scenery inside is completely disrupted.

The opening Xiao Yu had made continued to widen, the eerie void attracting the attention of unspeakable things outside, who seemed to be rushing in as well.

The white-haired woman originally intended to leave, but then she glanced back at the village she had meticulously created and where she had lived for five or six years.

The gray lines rolled in, and the pink peach orchard, like a sea of ​​flowers, was the first to suffer. Each tree became blank and murky, as if a colorful oil painting had been transformed into an ink painting that had been thoroughly soaked in ink.

Ugh!

With a sigh from the woman, the white flames reignited, this time gently coalescing and attaching themselves to the ever-widening opening.

…………

"Holy crap!"

Xiao Yu lost consciousness the instant he was sucked into the void. The gray lines struck him as if passing through the air, seemingly oblivious to his presence.

He seemed to have leaped off a precipice thousands of feet high, his falling figure disappearing into the distance, with large, ethereal black lines passing through his body as if they were nothing.

The purple figure, noticing this, shook its head. As expected of a complete extraterrestrial demon, it couldn't even cause harm to something so unavoidable.

He then waved his hand to envelop Xiao Yu's falling figure.

When Xiao Yu opened his eyes again, what came into view was not the towering, ice-covered ancient tree outside, but an empty space, gray and white, with nothing at all.

He felt as if he had arrived on the weightless moon, his entire body floating in the air, his descent halted, like a balloon freed from its restraints, drifting aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.

"Where am I?!" He looked around blankly, but there was only emptiness around him, and he could not find his target.

strange!

Logically, once the scroll was broken, the dream should have ended, so why hasn't he gone back yet?!

Just as Xiao Yu was racking his brains, wondering if he had left something behind.

A blinding light gathered in the empty void.

!!!

As the light spread and drew closer, Xiao Yu realized it was a seed. The seed's outer shell was slightly raised, and through the crack, a hint of tender green could be vaguely seen.

A seed that's about to sprout.

Xiao Yu reached out and placed his hand on the hilt of the immortal weapon.

What the hell is this?!

Still dreaming? A double dream?!

He instinctively drew his sword to strike; since one strike hadn't cleaved the dream, he'd try again.

Ugh!

A long, drawn-out sigh rang out, startling Xiao Yu.

He turned his head, and a pale purple phantom appeared before him, distorted and blurry.

The celestial weapon was drawn, but before its sword energy could be unleashed, the next moment, the sword slipped from the hand and transformed back into the ruler from the dream.

"Tsk! Are you sword cultivators all single-minded? You're even more rude than those muscle-bound warriors. You'll slash at anything you see. If you disturb those things, I won't have the energy to protect you."