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

That spring, the peach blossoms on the mountain were in full bloom.

Mu An and Xiao Lü sat under the tree, watching the falling petals and the butterflies fluttering in the rain of flowers.

This was the last time the two of them admired the peach blossoms in the grove, a moment that Mu An later buried deep in her memory.

The young man, whose appearance remained unchanged, rested his head on the old man's lap, letting the old man comb his hair, which didn't need any styling.

The old man was laughing, and the young man was laughing too.

Xiao Lü asked, and Mu An answered, one with a smile, the other saying what the other wanted to hear, and lies came out of their mouths without hesitation.

Xiao Lü didn't care, and neither did Mu An.

It's good to be confused sometimes.

For the two of them at the time, lies were more meaningful than the truth.

The intention is often more important than the truthfulness of the words themselves.

From youth to old age...

If Xiao Lü accompanied Mu An for the first hundred years, then Mu An accompanied Xiao Lü for her entire life.

Mu An's life was full of ups and downs, with all sorts of characters appearing one after another. He had seen many heroes and witnessed the world's splendor.

In Mu An's world, one after another, extraordinary figures will appear, either stirring up the winds and clouds of the world or leaving a strong mark on the chapters of history.

Xiao Lü's life was completely different. She lost her father and mother at a young age and was sold into a brokerage firm with her sister. When she was just a little older, she was sold to the unfamiliar Mu family to take care of a stranger's child.

The role of a maid who sells herself is somewhat awkward. To put it nicely, she is a maid; to put it bluntly, she is not much different from a slave.

The older Xiaohe was more favored by Muping, while the younger Xiaolü could only find meaning in life in Muan.

Xiao Lü never mentioned this feeling to anyone.

For the rest of her life, Xiao Lü would only revolve around the small, confined mansion.

For Yu Xiaolu, the child she raised was her whole life.

From a babbling infant to the awe-inspiring Five Elements True Lord.

The occasional quirks I displayed as a child, every fight I got into as an adult, the quiet reflections I had late at night, the joy of standing up for others time and time again…

Xiao Lü knows every detail of Mu An's life from childhood to adulthood.

She had seen Mu An's obedient nature as a child, his kindness as a teenager, his high spirits when he took over the Patrol Division, and his increasingly indifferent demeanor later on...

It was this natural relationship that brought Mu An and Xiao Lü closer, so close that as their divinity grew stronger, Mu An spontaneously buried the memories of that time deep in his mind.

……

Mu An vaguely remembered that at that time, he was honored by the world as the Five Elements True Lord.

As Xiaohe and Xiaolü were about to pass away, he tried his best to find a way to prolong their lives, but in the end he could only sigh in vain.

Later, Xiaohe passed away first, and he spent some more time with Xiaolü, either staying at home or traveling around Qing'an County.

On a warm spring day, amidst the peach blossoms covering the mountains, Xiao Lü made a promise with him.

"Young master, can you grant me a request?"

"Hmm... whatever you want, is fine."

"How is the young master's memory?"

"That's excellent."

"Then I hope that young master will always remember us, remember the things we experienced together, and remember all the wonderful feelings we had when we were together."

……

"Yes, I will never forget you, never and ever."

Witnessed by the mountain breeze and the peach grove, Mu An made his promise.

Looking at the picture book in her hand, Mu An suddenly realized.

It turns out his memory wasn't as good as he claimed.

……

Stepping out of the Four Symbols World, Mu An appeared on Peach Mountain within Qing'an Prefecture.

Two hundred years have passed, and Taoshan has become one of the most famous tourist destinations in Qing'an Prefecture.

People from Qing'an Prefecture would often come to Peach Mountain during their leisure time to admire the peach grove that the True Lord had ordered to be planted.

Over the long years, Peach Mountain has evolved into a place of countless beautiful stories, becoming a sacred site of the Great Spirit Empire.

Even though it was early autumn, there were still a few tourists enjoying the scenery in the mountains.

The moment Mu An stepped into the peach grove, spring returned to the earth, and all things revived.

The peach blossoms covering the mountains defy the laws of nature, and the ten-mile peach forest blooms once again in this early autumn season.

After searching the mountains and fields, the peach trees of yesteryear were gone. Standing in the middle of the peach grove, Mu An became somewhat dazed.

He stood under the tree and caught a falling petal in his hand.

The old friends are gone, but the peach blossoms remain.

A muffled voice rang in Mu An's ears.

"That's good... If one day in the future this memory becomes a burden for you, young master, please don't hesitate to decisively shed it and pursue what you want..."

"Of course, if possible, we would like to hope that young master will not forget..."

The person under the tree opened their mouth as if they wanted to say something, but in the end, they couldn't say anything.

In a daze, a piece of candy was handed to Mu An and pressed against her lips.

A familiar voice rang in Mu An's ears.

"Two hundred years ago, Grandma Green told me that Da'an, you loved this kind of candy when you were little. She spent a very long time teaching me how to make Da'an's favorite flavor."

More than two hundred years have passed, and I still don't know if what I make tastes the same as what Grandma Green made back then.

……

In the last few days, Grandma Green said a lot to me. She told me that it wasn't enough for her to do it alone. If I wanted to find the person I used to be, I needed not only her help, but also my efforts.

She told me so many stories about Da'an when you were little, and showed me so many of the doodles you drew when you were a child...

She sometimes says you're a fairy, and other times she says you're a human.

One minute she wants me to promise to bring back the old you, the next she says she regrets it and that things are fine as they are now. She goes back and forth, always wavering.

Grandma Green is like that; she's too soft-hearted and always goes along with us. Even at the very end, all she could think about was Da'an's future.

I don't know what you really think, Da'an, but I sincerely believe that Grandma Green actually preferred the old you, and so do I.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, their direction shifting in the mountain breeze, mingling with the petals on the ground.

"Da'an, what are you thinking?"

Petals fluttered in the wind, dancing among the mountains and forests.

Amidst the falling petals, the two, reunited after a long separation, met each other's gazes.

"Let's work together in these final moments, okay?"

……

"Ling'er, there is only one path to immortality in this world, and that path has been shattered. Even I cannot give you another chance."

"My life is wonderful enough, lucky enough. I don't need any more twists and turns, and I don't want to fight against fate all the time. It's already very, very good as it is..."

Under the peach tree, Mu An looked down at the girl in front of him and sighed softly.

"Even if you have a thousand and one reasons, don't you think you should apologize to me properly?"

The person under the tree seemed somewhat surprised. She raised her head and met Mu An's gaze.

Unlike his usual gentle and calm demeanor, Mu An's eyes today revealed an urge to punch someone.

After swallowing hard, Mu Ling'er decisively covered her head and muttered something under her breath.

"Thinking about it carefully, our game isn't over yet. Is it too late for me to run away now?"