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

So long that she could hardly remember what the two people looked like anymore.

The house she had lived in her entire life, Mu Ling'er did not hand it over to Mu Yong, but instead let him build a palace in a place far away from the Mu family mansion.

Mu Ling'er didn't have much affection for this adopted heir, nor did she believe he was qualified to inherit the Mu family mansion, which was full of memories.

If Qishan Dao hadn't needed a new leader, Mu Ling'er would never have done these troublesome things.

In Mu Ling'er's eyes, the Mu family mansion is their home, both in the past and in the future.

A home is a place that can be maintained by someone, but it cannot have a new owner.

The Qishan Road can be handed over to the Mu family, but their own family cannot.

This grand mansion, with its small courtyard, will always be a place for Mu An to rest.

Looking at everything in the Mu residence, Mu Ling'er suddenly raised her hand and touched her face. It was still so tender and soft, as if she had never aged at all.

On the contrary, because there was no deliberate effort to adjust it, there have been some gray hairs.

This action also caught Mu An's attention.

Under Mu An's gaze, Mu Ling'er raised her hand and waved it lightly, and the silvery white in her hair disappeared, her beautiful hair returning to its youthful appearance.

It was as if she was still young, still that child who ran around the Mu residence all day long.

"That's more like you..." Mu An said with a smile, her gaze softening as she looked at Mu Ling'er.

Mu Ling'er nodded in agreement, and like when she was a child, she tugged at her skirt and twirled around, smiling at Mu An.

"Hey Da'an, don't I look good?"

"My little Ling'er is the cutest."

Bathed in the setting sun, Mu Ling'er raised her right hand and waved cheerfully towards the Mu residence, as if bidding farewell, yet also as if it were the most ordinary gesture.

After waving goodbye, she seemed to completely transform back into a child, skipping and hopping to Mu An's side, taking his arm, and excitedly calling out.

"Let's go!"

……

Time seemed to fly by from the moment I started my journey.

Despite the changing world, the two travelers enjoyed a leisurely and carefree trip.

Boating on Tianhu Lake, camping in dense forests, riding horses on the grasslands, and wandering through ancient towns...

Mu Ling'er seemed to have truly returned to her former childlike self, no longer reserved, and no longer troubled by various matters.

On the vast grassland, Mu Ling'er would roll around in the grass in front of Mu An and fight with the mosquitoes and flies.

If she found a wolf that was particularly beautiful, she would grab Mu An's hand and ask him to catch it for her, then ride the wolf across the grassland.

On the snow-capped mountain, she would shout at the summit and secretly roll up snowballs when Mu An wasn't paying attention, launching a sneak attack on him.

When Mu An caught her, she laughed and ran away until Mu An covered her in snow. Then she pouted and looked angry.

During the temple fair in the ancient city, she would buy everything from one end of the street to the other, and finally give all the leftovers to Mu An.

If the ancient city were larger, she would deliberately complain that her feet hurt so that Mu An would carry her.

She was also restless on Mu An's back, always causing some strange and unusual things.

If anyone says their behavior is indecent, Mu Ling'er will angrily raise her fist and argue with that person, insisting that Mu Anping give her a reason.

If Mu An doesn't speak up for her, she can get so angry that she won't talk to Mu An for a long time.

Mu An accepted all of Mu Ling'er's childish behavior as a matter of course, without finding anything amiss, as if Mu Ling'er was just like that all along.

During her travels, Mu Ling'er seemed like a completely different person, except for the wine she always carried with her, which remained the same as always.

If the two of them were camping in the wild, sitting by the campfire, Mu Ling'er would rest her head on Mu An's lap and look up at Mu An's face.

Sometimes, she would grab Mu An's face and make them look into each other's eyes.

Time and time again, Mu Ling'er saw the same result.

Mu An's eyes, as bright as stars, were filled with her image.

That little boy who always followed Mu An around, shouting "Da An!"

Each eye contact wouldn't last long. When Mu An asked her what was wrong, Mu Ling'er would smile and lean back against Mu An, pretending to be asleep.

Every time this happened, Mu An would smile and take out a blanket to cover her.

Only Mu Ling'er, who was pretending to be asleep, was left with her own thoughts churning.

When she was alone, Mu Ling'er often felt genuinely grateful that Mu An truly respected her and had never pried into her privacy or tried to read her mind.

This allowed her to continue the trip.

……

Three years have passed in a series of twists and turns.

The two traveled all over the southern foothills of Daqi, seeing towering peaks and vast blue seas.

Wherever I go, I adapt to local customs.

The two splashed water on each other, rode elephants that were six or seven meters tall, and even smeared each other's cheeks with black dye...

In a small seaside town, the two of them held their noses and ate a mouse dipped in sauce.

In a mountain village, the two ate barbecue made of skewered insects with their eyes closed.

On an island in the ocean, the two were sacrificed and sent away in a small boat with the sea lanterns.

In the underwater dragon palace, the two enjoyed the dragon girl's dance and watched the cautious dragon king offer up various delicacies and rare treasures.

When Mu Ling'er sees a piece of jewelry she likes, she will wear it as if it were a treasure and show it off to Mu An.

If there is an underwater volcanic eruption, Mu Ling'er will stay there and have Mu An grill shrimp for her.

Prawns heated by magma on the seabed also have a unique flavor.

As they walked, the two arrived at the Yin Yin Domain.

The chaotic Yin Yin Domain is teeming with various demonic cultists, so it's inevitable that you'll run into them.

After being blocked by the people of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, Mu Ling'er curled up on the ground and cried loudly, refusing to move an inch no matter how much Mu An tried to coax her.

She curled up like that, tears streaming down her face, constantly screaming that she was scared.

She was still making intermittent sounds, saying that the demon was going to capture her and eat her.

Mu Ling'er cried so hard she could barely breathe, her pitiful appearance fueling Mu An's rage. He felt that all these demonic cultists deserved to die.

The Five Elements Great Handprint descended from the sky, blasting the earth into an abyss.

Enraged, Mu An immediately captured three demon lords and killed tens of millions of demon cultists.

After Mu An used the Five Elements True Fire to burn all three Demon Lords to ashes in front of Mu Ling'er, Mu Ling'er wiped away her tears, trembling as she grabbed his sleeve and hid behind him, looking terrified.

Seeing this series of actions only fueled Mu An's anger towards the Demonic Sect. He turned around and chopped two Demon Lords into mincemeat, then smashed more than a dozen Demonic Sect peaks into ruins before finally stopping.

The series of actions stunned the remaining seven demon lords of the Yin Yin Domain, who had no idea how they had provoked this god of death.

The seven demon lords abandoned their homes and fled to the far north overnight, leaving only a group of demon cultists trembling in their own territory.

They feared that a giant handprint would fall from the sky and crush them into mincemeat.