On the grassland south of Dream Hell Mountain, Chu Xun fell asleep on Jing Hong's lap.

Since Chu Xun returned to Earth, he had not wasted any minute. He had spent almost all of his daily life cultivating. The last time he slept peacefully like this was a hundred years ago.

Chu Xun was still holding Little Qinyue in his arms.

Hua Qingwu came. She heard from Bai Xiang that Little Qinyue had occupied Chu Xun, so she came to have a look. She didn't ...