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

Su Yun didn't want to recall the events of that day. However, after that day, her talkative personality changed drastically, and she became a quiet and reserved person who listened more and spoke less.

Jiang Yunzhi didn't wake up until the morning of the third day.

A gourd of spiritual liquid healed all of Jiang Yunzhi's injuries. The power of the wood element allowed Jiang Yunzhi's severed arm to regenerate, and his gray hair returned to its original silver-white color.

The life force contained within the spiritual liquid also compensated for Jiang Yunzhi's life force to a certain extent.

The restored vitality allowed Jiang Yunzhi to live for sixty years instead of the original forty.

Compared to his cultivation level, although it wasn't much, it was an immense opportunity for Jiang Yunzhi's talent.

This surprise made Su Yun thank Mu An repeatedly, and she burst into tears.

This was tears of joy, tears of genuine emotion, and certainly not because Liu Yun had slapped her on the head and given her a bump.

As for Mu An himself, he did not wait for Jiang Yunzhi to wake up, nor did he say goodbye to the young man he had spent twelve years with.

After Su Yun paid twelve taels of silver, bringing the total profit to three thousand taels, Mu An left the Chang'an Trading Company.

As is customary, the vacant shop was left by Mu An to the unconscious Jiang Yunzhi.

Su Yun made no attempt to dissuade Mu An from leaving, nor did she offer any polite words of farewell.

She simply painted a picture and gave it to Mu An as a farewell gift.

Unlike the mainstream ink paintings of the Nine Realms, Su Yun's paintings are more realistic, and she uses a lot of dyes that she mixes herself.

As the sun sets, the four large characters "Chang'an Trading Company" shine brightly.

The sunset in the painting is exceptionally beautiful, with the last rays of the setting sun illuminating the shops in the middle of the street.

The shopkeeper sat behind the counter, while a man and a woman read books on either side of the shop. The whole painting was tranquil and peaceful, just like every ordinary dusk in the past.

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The thirtieth year since Mu Ling'er ran away from home.

The Great Spirit Empire, Qing'an Prefecture, the capital, on the outskirts of the western city, Spirit Beast Mountain.

In the warm spring of March, the peach blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom.

Deep within the peach orchards covering the mountains, there lies a three-story wooden house.

A mountain breeze carries the refreshing fragrance of flowers, along with pale pink petals that drift into the room.

In front of a wooden coffee table, Mu Ling'er and Qing Xi each held a cup of hot tea, one with an angry expression and the other with an innocent look.

"Idiot! I've never seen anyone as stupid as you! The road has been paved for you, and you still don't want it..."

Staring at the innocent-looking Mu Ling'er, Qingxi began to scold her mercilessly.

Perhaps knowing she was in the wrong, Mu Ling'er didn't argue with Qing Xi today. She just shrank back and whispered.

"You've been ranting for an hour, you should be done by now... I came to you not to listen to your cursing, help me think of a solution..."

Upon hearing this, Qingxi felt a surge of anger and raised her fist to strike Mu Ling'er.

But she ultimately didn't actually do it, and instead let out a long sigh.

In the past hour, Qingxi herself didn't know how many times she sighed.

The moment Qingxi swung her fist, Mu Ling'er covered her head. Seven or eight seconds passed, and seeing that she hadn't been hit, she raised her head again and looked at Qingxi through the gaps between her fingers.

Seeing that Qingxi really had no intention of hitting anyone, she smiled and tidied her messy hair.

"It's really strange. How come you're so much more normal than other land deities? You get angry and sigh all the time. You're much more emotional than I imagined."

Hearing this, Qingxi sighed again, then slammed her hand on the table, causing the teacup to shake violently and spill the tea.

"Is that the point? You idiot, you gave up your chance to become a god, and now you want to drag me down with you? What do you mean by that?"

Although she cursed fiercely, Qingxi did not do anything frightening. She looked at the aggrieved Mu Ling'er and her tone became unusually serious.

"You're right, terrestrial immortals are indeed assimilated by heaven and earth, gradually losing most of their emotions, until in the end they are left only with the pursuit of the Great Dao... As for me..."

Qingxi scratched her head, her tone quite frank.

"Maybe it's because I'm a bit dim-witted, and all I think about is fighting all day, so I'm slower to be assimilated..."

Looking at Qingxi, who seemed to take it all for granted, Mu Ling'er was speechless, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long while, she gave Qingxi a thumbs up.

"You're amazing!"

Qingxi didn't take any of this seriously. She looked into Mu Ling'er's eyes and continued.

"The speed of assimilation is also related to cultivation level. There are also differences among terrestrial immortals. The Five Elements True Lord and the Returning One True Man are definitely not in the same realm as us."

It is only because no one in the past has made a more detailed distinction between the realms beyond the terrestrial immortals that we are regarded as being in the same realm.

The higher one's realm, the closer one gets to the Great Dao itself. At their level, it's hard to say whether they can still be considered human.

"You want the Five Elements True Lord to regain the emotions of an ordinary person? To be honest, I feel it's unlikely."

Hearing Qingxi say this, Mu Ling'er shook her head decisively.

"I know, I've always known... I never really wanted him to become the way he used to be."

From man to god, and then from god back to man, the two paths are inherently different, so I will not force it, much less drag him down.

I just hope he can remember that there was a time when he also called himself a human being, and that he also had beautiful dreams, joy, anger, and impulses...

You should know that if it weren't for these precious feelings, I wouldn't be who I am today. More than two hundred years ago, I would have died in some deserted corner.

It is because of these things that everything that followed came about, and that I am who I am today.

I hope that, long after the years have passed, he will not regret this, and that all his decisions will be based on his own thoughts, rather than the influence of the Great Way…”

Under Qingxi's gaze, Mu Ling'er spoke her heart out, word by word.

"Whether he chooses to be a human or a god is ultimately a decision for him to make."

After exchanging glances, Qingxi silently took a sip of hot tea. She looked at the tea swirling in the cup and said softly.

How would you like me to help you?

"Find a way to keep my death a secret from him."

The atmosphere froze, and the entire cabin was silent, save for the howling mountain wind that blew into the room, ruffling the hair of the two people.

After a long, long time, Qingxi finally gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! To be able to destroy a meteorite, the Five Elements True Lord's strength is no less than that of heaven and earth themselves. If you were truly his obsession, he would have known the moment your life ended; there was absolutely no way he could have kept it from him."

Even though she already knew, Mu Ling'er was still unwilling to give up and asked again.

"Is it really impossible? I don't need you to keep hiding it, as long as you can keep it a secret for a while."

Qingxi showed no mercy and directly shattered Mu Ling'er's illusions.

"Absolutely impossible."

After another long stare, seeing that Qingxi still showed no intention of changing her mind, Mu Ling'er's last shred of hope was completely shattered.

"Sigh... I was really stupid... Oh well, I'll think of something myself. Why don't you have a couple of drinks with me first?"