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

The casual tone, as if it had nothing to do with her, aroused a slight anger in Mu An, who snatched the official document from Mu Ling'er's hand.

"I'm not negotiating with you. Starting today, all these documents will be handled by Wang Pingshan and the others. You are not allowed to touch them again until you break through to the Innate Realm! Otherwise, don't blame me for really beating you up!"

Seeing Mu An angry and speaking to her in such a harsh tone, Mu Ling'er was stunned for a long time before she finally came to her senses, feeling wronged and confused.

She lowered her head and bit the pen in her hand, her nose twitching slightly, as if she could burst into tears at any moment.

Just when Mu An thought she was going to argue with her, Mu Ling'er raised her head with red eyes.

"I admit I was wrong, okay? If you're willing to teach me, I'll practice."

With a hoarse voice, Mu Ling'er bit down hard on the pen and mumbled something to Mu An.

"These official duties cannot be entirely delegated to them. Many of your ideas seem strange to others. They cannot understand your talk of equality, freedom, or respect..."

If Grandma He and Grandma Lv can't understand it, how could anyone else? Only I can do it...

I know you mean well, and I know I'm wrong, but what I'm doing now is also our shared dream, isn't it all taught to me by you? And yet you're still yelling at me like this..."

Upon hearing Mu Ling'er's pitiful words, Mu An's attitude softened immediately.

He could understand Mu Ling'er's thoughts and feelings, but...

Compared to the children he raised, Mu An was much more selfish.

He rarely showed selfishness or other despicable traits in front of Mu Ling'er, but that doesn't mean they didn't exist.

In Mu Ling'er's eyes, he was probably perfect.

The little guy may not know that, in his eyes, the three of them are more important than the entire Qishan Road.

As for things like freedom and respect, he never intended to actually recreate them in this world; he just told them as stories to the little guy.

Unexpectedly, she took all of this to heart, even believing it to be his dream.

Mu An didn't voice these thoughts. He raised his hand and tucked the stray hairs from Mu Ling'er's forehead behind her ear, his tone softening considerably.

"I was a bit too hasty. I'll handle things that others can't understand. You don't need to worry about these things. Just focus on your cultivation..."

"Then I apologize to you. It was wrong of me not to cultivate properly. Da'an, please don't be angry."

"It's never too late to start working hard."

……

……

In the autumn of the twenty-second year of Tianshun, under Mu An's daily meticulous guidance, Mu Ling'er finally broke through the realm that had blocked her for more than ten years and became a profound innate grandmaster.

With the spiritual foods she consumed year-round, and Mu An's repeated cleansing and marrow-refining treatments, Mu Ling'er's strength had already reached the edge of breaking through to the Celestial Martial Saint realm the moment she stepped into the Innate Realm.

Unfortunately, the problem of breaking through to the Innate Realm has once again blocked Mu Ling'er's path, and the difficulty is hundreds of times higher than before, with no hope in sight at present.

Mu An saw all of this.

Mu Ling'er was always absent-minded during her cultivation, and would always ask about the development of Qishan Dao and the lives of the people, intentionally or unintentionally.

Mu An naturally couldn't blame her for this, and later even put her back in charge of the Qishan Road's government affairs.

The opportunity was hardly glorious; it simply stemmed from Mu An discovering a doodle in the corner of Mu Ling'er's room.

It was well hidden, but Mu An, with his sharp eyes, still spotted it and, out of curiosity, took a look.

The graffiti depicts a scene where Mu Ling'er was sitting on Mu An's lap when she was little, and Mu An was telling her stories.

What changed Mu An's mind was the three lines of text at the bottom of the screen.

What is the world like in Da'an's life?

The mortal world is so terrible. If a celestial being comes to the mortal world, will he miss the place where he used to live?

If only Qishan Road could become like the world Da'an used to live in, even if it was just a little more similar...

Upon seeing these, Mu An suddenly realized that Mu Ling'er's thoughts were actually far more delicate than he had imagined.

Living together day and night, you can guess some things about each other.

Mu Ling'er had probably guessed a lot, but she never asked him directly, nor did she ever mention these things to him.

Looking at the doodles on the drawing paper, Mu An sighed softly.

In the end, it made him seem rather immature.

What reason would he have to stop Mu Ling'er from pursuing her dreams and seeking happiness for the people of Qishan Road?

You may not want to do it yourself, but you should never criticize someone who is willing to do it.

That evening, Mu An apologized to Mu Ling'er for peeping at her things and told her that she could do whatever she wanted in the future.

Mu Ling'er pretended to be angry, muttered a couple of words, and finally whispered something that didn't surprise Mu An too much.

"Grandma Green knows too, she's known for a very, very long time... She spent a very, very long time preparing a gift for you, so please, please don't peek at it like you did today! Otherwise she'll be very sad."

Mu An smiled helplessly, and under Mu Ling'er's urging, raised her right hand and swore she would never peek.

Life returned to normal after that, with Mu Ling'er handling government affairs every day and working hard for her dream.

This time, however, Mu An brought in Wang Pingshan, and with him at the head, they formed a think tank to help Mu Ling'er handle most of the government affairs, greatly reducing Mu Ling'er's burden and allowing her to have enough time for cultivation every day.

As for Mu An himself, while cultivating, he began to study various methods to improve his aptitude and even extend his lifespan.

There are countless paths in the world, and he didn't believe that with his abilities, he couldn't find even one viable one.

When Mu Ping died, Mu An was still weak and could only watch helplessly as Mu Ping died in front of him.

But now, as a terrestrial immortal, Mu An firmly believes that as long as he studies diligently, he will eventually discover a way to prolong life.

He will never let what happened back then repeat itself; he will keep the promise he made under the meteor shower.

Having recently become a terrestrial immortal, Mu Anzhi was now full of pride. Even if heaven and earth did not approve, he was confident that he could find a new path to bypass the blockade.

They can move mountains and fill seas, yet they can't even make people live a few more years?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

The next meteor shower will definitely be watched by the four of them together again!

……

Before the winter of the twenty-second year of the Tianshun reign arrived, the nine-year-long war between the two regions came to an end with Jun Cheng'an's triumphant return to the capital.

The Great Qi Dynasty declared to the world that this battle was a great victory, and that under the wise leadership of the Holy Emperor, the soldiers fought bravely and killed nearly ten million demon soldiers in nine years.

Through the combined efforts of all the people of Daqi, they successfully drove all the demons out of the country, forcing them to sign a defeat agreement, and the borders were restored to peace.

To celebrate this great victory, the emperor issued an edict granting amnesty to the entire nation, and the whole country rejoiced.