Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

"Da'an! Da'an! Look! The fawn is drinking milk!"

"Newborn babies are all like this."

Mu Ling'er stared at the fawn for a long time, then suddenly looked up, blinking her eyes, and asked, "Was I like this when I was little?"

Mu An was slightly taken aback and didn't know how to answer for a long time. It was Xiao Lü who helped him out of the predicament.

She smiled at Mu Ling'er and straightened her collar. "Of course, all children are like this when they're little. You were probably a bit more mischievous when you were little."

"Alright, stop moving around. The fawn is very fragile since it was just born. Don't move." This was Xiao He, who immediately hugged Mu Ling'er and placed her on her lap.

Mu Ling'er visibly wilted and obediently sat up straight.

Mu An looked up at the sky and reassured her, "It'll be soon. We'll be able to see the Starfall in about fifteen minutes."

The topic was changed, and Mu Ling'er suddenly became excited again. She widened her eyes and asked curiously.

"Is Star Rain really that good? Da'an, how many times have you watched it before?"

Mu An pretended to recall, then shrugged and said, "I don't know. I've heard of it many times, but I've never actually seen it. To be honest, this is the first time I've ever seen it."

Xiaohe paused for a moment, then turned to look at Mu'an. "Have there ever been star showers before? I've never heard of them before?"

Before Mu An could answer, Xiao Lü had already come up with an answer for him.

"You've never even left Qing'an County, there are plenty of things you haven't heard of! The master has traveled all over the country, he's seen far more than we have!"

Seeing Xiao Lü straighten her back, looking proud of herself, Xiao He nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, Young Master An is a big shot now, a truly big shot! If Master Ping were to meet Young Master An now, he'd be laughing all night!"

"That's right. With Master Ping's personality, he'd probably put up a big sign on the street, grabbing anyone who comes along and talking about it for ages."

Mu Ling'er joined in the commotion, waving her little fists and speaking with a firm tone.

"Of course! Da'an is the most powerful in the world!"

Watching the three of them discuss just how amazing he was, Mu An smiled helplessly.

He walked alone to the edge of the cliff and sat down on a protruding boulder.

He gazed up at the starry sky above, sipping the wine in his hand.

Number one in the world? Not even close!

Just then, a faint blue light appeared at the edge of the starry sky.

Hundreds and thousands of streaks of light, trailing long flames, pierced the night sky, creating ripples.

It's like thousands of stars falling from the sky, or like fish chasing each other in the Milky Way.

"Amazing! So beautiful! It's like stars are falling from the sky!"

Mu Ling'er had somehow ended up sitting in Mu An's lap. At that moment, she opened her mouth wide, stared intently at the miracle that belonged only to the starry sky.

Xiaohe and Xiaolü sat down beside him, just as excited as Mu Ling'er, gazing at the stars at the edge of the world, chattering away.

"So beautiful!"

Seeing the three excited people, Mu An smiled faintly, hung the wine pot on his waist, and spoke leisurely.

"An old legend says that wishes made under a shooting star will be blessed by the stars. Since it's rare to see a meteor shower, make a wish."

Mu Ling'er was the most excited. Before Mu An could finish speaking, she had already loudly proclaimed her wish.

"I want to be the best in the world! I want lots and lots of food, lots and lots of fun things to do! I want everyone to be happy..."

Mu An stroked Mu Ling'er's hair, her voice tinged with helplessness.

"You can only make one wish; the stars don't like greedy children."

Mu Ling'er's smile froze. She frowned and thought for a while before finally whispering.

"I hope that when the next star shower comes, we can still sit here like this, watching the star shower together and making wishes together!"

After saying that, Mu Ling'er reached out one hand to Xiao Lü and the other to Xiao He, pulling them both over and placing all four hands together.

"Pinky promise! Pinky promise!"

Mu An was clearly taken aback. He looked at Mu Ling'er, as if he wanted to say something.

Before he could speak, Xiaohe had already smiled and placed her hand at the bottom.

"What are you two standing there for? What, don't you want to watch the meteor shower with me and Xiao Ling'er?"

Xiao Lü realized what was happening and smiled as she bent her little finger.

Seeing the two smiling faces, Mu An finally swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

He imitated the three men and stretched out his hand.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years of unwavering commitment!" ×3

"Da'an, why aren't you saying anything?"

"That's too naive. I'm the Grand Commander of Qishan Road, after all. I have to consider my image."

"Tch~~~"

The clear, childlike voices echoed on the mountaintop, carrying far, far away.

The shooting star in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the starlight, like water, sprinkled on the mountaintop, illuminating the figures of the four people.

Through the faint starlight, Mu An looked at Xiao He and Xiao Lü. The corners of their eyes had become more wrinkled, and they were smiling at him.

They shook their heads, then nodded.

"I have one more wish!" Mu Ling'er, sitting in Mu An's arms, suddenly spoke up.

"What is your wish?"

The little guy kept his head down, his voice noticeably weaker, "I hope the shooting star can make Grandma He stop getting angry all the time, and stop yelling at me!"

"Little Ling'er, have you ever heard a saying?"

"What are you saying?"

"Wishes don't come true if you say them out loud!"

"ah----"

……

July of the fourth year of Tianxin.

The old emperor died of illness and was given the posthumous title of Qiming, and is historically known as Emperor Qiming.

Crown Prince Jun Cheng'an seized the throne and ascended to the throne as emperor.

To express their condolences for Emperor Qiming, the entire nation wore mourning clothes for a month and banned banquets, drinking, and music.

When Mu An received the message from the imperial court through the sound transmission stone, he was somewhat bewildered.

It's not because the old emperor died, but what the hell is this whole world wearing mourning clothes for a month?

Do those high-ranking officials in the court have no idea how vast the territory of the Great Qi Dynasty is?

Throughout the entire Great Qi Dynasty, only the prefectures and counties were qualified to possess a few communication stones. By the time the order was issued, it would probably have been a year or two already.

Could this formalism get any more outrageous?

Mu An ignored the meaningless order, but out of respect for the old emperor, he still wrote a eulogy and handed it to the Flying Eagle Guard commander who had come from the palace.

I don't know what Jun Cheng'an is thinking. He's going to take the throne, and nobody's stopping him. He even sent the Flying Eagle Guards to patrol over Qishan Road.

What? Is it tempting?

Look at its soaring figure, its broad wings, and its powerful eagle legs; it looks very plump and delicious.

It's only because Mu An prides himself on being kind; otherwise, he would have put a sack over this giant eagle and roasted two of them for a taste!

If it were a full-strength Tiger Legion, Mu An would really have to be a little wary, after all, a fully-trained Tiger Legion would number as many as 30,000, and when they formed a battle formation, they could go toe-to-toe with a terrestrial immortal.

In three days, 70% of the Tiger Legion was wiped out.

The land immortals aren't fools; there's no need for them to clash head-on with the Tiger Legion. However, the Tiger Legion can't maintain its fighting spirit all the time.