ghtly different. My brother pulled me straight towards the trunk of the tree. I squeezed my eyes shut and when I opened them again, the scene before me was completely different!A stone path, a towerin...Actually, I cannot see the scenery of this ten directions world.

Even if one could feel the solemn breath and melodious warmth of the breeze, they wouldn't be able to see the magnificent view.

One's cultivation is insufficient to comprehend the divine pronouncements and melodies of the celestial beings, nor to witness the boundless realm beyond the mountain gate. One can only sit quietly and cultivate one's mind at this mountain gate shrouded in mist.

The most important thing about practice is cultivating one's mind. In the past, under the indulgence of my family, I didn't seriously consider how I should practice. Whether it was studying medicine or Taoism, no one ever imposed any restrictions on me.

It seems like Old Dad raised us freely, or perhaps his requirements for his two daughters were too lenient. Because there were so many disciples to help share the burden, our growth seemed to be left to chance.

Especially me, born just a short while after my sister, I became the most accommodating person in the whole family.

It's not like this anymore. After all this time of crawling, rolling, and fighting, though my skills haven't noticeably improved, I secretly berate myself countless times — I'm not strong enough. No one can always be there to look after you.

Being able to traverse the sea of suffering has given me hope of returning home. However, standing in this vast expanse of mist, gazing at the distant, faintly continuous mountain ranges and the endless sky, I feel small and insignificant again.

How can an ordinary person master their own destiny

"...What's wrong" Mu Wanchen lowered his head slightly to look at me.

Before I could shake my head, the little boy ran back, holding a silk handkerchief in his hand and offering two small black pills.

“.....Is this your fried bean curd” I stared at the pathetic-looking little meatballs.

"Or else!"

"What kind of elixir or magical potion looks this hideous... It looks like it's smeared on." I stared at him in disbelief.

The little boy puffed out his cheeks and said with conviction, "It's scraps, of course! It must be burnt... ah, no, the heat wasn't quite right."

Yikes, the timing of this is really off. It's hilariously inappropriate.

"Oh, don't underestimate this furnace ash. It's a miraculous medicine! It can cure all four hundred and forty diseases in the world!"

The little boy laughed like a travelling medicine peddler. I suspect he often sneaks off to play with Master Yunfan and his wife. He's learned all these tricks from them.

I stared at the pitch-black elixir and glanced at Mu Wanchen with my eyes.

Mu Wanchen frowned slightly and said, "In the holy land of this compassionate and merciful deity, there shouldn't be any damaged objects. You should try taking a pill."

I'm not really afraid, but I'm afraid it will have a bad influence on the child, so I dare not eat indiscriminately.

The little boy picked up a grain and put it in his mouth, chewing and saying, "It's actually not very tasty..."

Really I half-believed, half-doubted and put the remaining one in my mouth. My goodness~~ It's so bitter!

And the entrance was half melted, feeling like I had eaten Huanglian, this person became bitter!

"You lied and said it had no taste!" I covered my mouth, my face scrunched up like an orange peel.

My tongue is about to be so bitter!

The little boy grinned wickedly: "If you don't experience hardship, how can you become a leader"

"This suffering means the same thing, doesn't it!" I really wanted to spit it out, but...

But, I don't have the guts.

Even if this were the scrap from a cauldron of alchemy, it's still an elixir, the remnant of the Supreme God... No matter how bitter it is, I dare not spit it out. I let the bitterness spread in my mouth, spreading to my limbs and bones. It truly makes every organ ache and shrink into itself.

The little boy shook his head, a hint of smugness in his expression: "You're disdainful of such a great opportunity that mortals can't even obtain... well, fine, fine. Here, I'll send you back. Go back and savor the bitter aftertaste when the sweetness fades later."

He had a triumphant smirk on his face, giving me a "reason to resent him". Don't let me find the opportunity, or else I'll put the freshest lotus seeds into your desserts.

"Come on, let's pay our respects at the mountain gate. I'll take you back." Mu Wanchen reached out and took my hand.

I looked back, but both Jiudou Xingjun and Luohu Xingjun were gone. We should have entered through the gate together, where did they go

The Sovereign Emperor noticed my puzzled gaze and slightly lowered his eyes, speaking softly, "Yu Nan hasn't seen Ji for a long time, I kept him for a while, and they will return to their positions later."

Stared for a moment

That's putting it mildly... When I saw the Emperor by the Sea of Suffering, he seemed to be "closing the door." Does that mean he's directly blocking Xingjun and the others in the Underworld

"Will they start fighting after this" I whispered.

Mu Wanchen secretly pinched my lower back and whispered, "We can't fight with the junior apprentice here."

Is Younan's face this big

"Let's go." Mu Wanchen urged.

I bowed deeply toward the mountain gate, prostrating myself in reverence. Mu Wanchen supported me as I knelt on one knee and bowed my head in respect.

The little boy stepped aside and, after we had paid our respects, he whispered, "Be careful of that fox demon... its cultivation level is extraordinary compared to anything in the mortal world. If it walks the righteous path, there's no problem, but if it goes down a wicked path, it might become a demon fairy or even a powerful god, beyond anyone's control..."

Mu Wanchen turned his head and glanced at the little fox that was trailing behind him not far away.

Yes, it's the little fox. It's grayish-white with eight tails trailing behind it.

This is the abode of immortals, the pinnacle of yang energy. Its demonic aura is suppressed, unable to maintain its true form, reduced to a shivering little ball.

Even though he was trembling, Chao Mu still insisted on walking towards Wan Chen, looking pitifully at him.

Mu Wanchen reached out to it, and it fiercely wrapped its tail around Mu Wanchen's wrist, jumping onto his shoulder with a rub-rub-rub motion. Like finding a refuge, it wrapped itself tightly with its tail.

"Shall I give you a ride" the little boy smiled, stepping out from behind his gourd.

"No, no... you're driving this sports car too wild, I'm a little scared..." I shook my head and said, "I'd rather walk back slowly..."

"Where will you go back to" the little boy said with a wicked smile. "There are boundless clouds at the foot of the mountain, and there are no signposts in all directions. Do you know how to get back"

"...How am I supposed to get back" I asked, frowning.

"Shall we take his Porsche for a spin" Let me know if you'd like anything else translated!

I stood on the mountain road halfway up, with a sheer cliff behind me. The little boy holding a large gourd was smiling so innocently that I had no defense. I didn't expect him to suddenly bump me with the gourd!

The gourd barely touched me, but I instinctively shielded my belly and took several steps back. Mu Wanchen didn't even try to pull me closer.

After stumbling, I remembered that this was a turning point on the mountain path, and beyond lay a place shrouded in mist and clouds.

"Ai—" Before I could even scream, I grabbed onto Mu Wanchen—

This feeling of falling was terrifying, I jolted and broke out in a cold sweat.

Someone seemed to pull me, was it Mu Wanchen I grabbed the person's wrist in return!

"Oh!" The man cried out, startling me awake.r was standing behind the counter, a man of average height stood outside the counter. My brother listened to him while opening up our "treasure chest" at home.Inside that "treasure chest" were some to...