A drop of water fell into the sea, and the ripples it created dissipated in an instant. The clouds in the distant sky were like a frosted glass, dreamlike yet so real. It always made one wonder if people hundreds or thousands of years ago, when they looked up, saw the same scene.

Beneath the ripples, a fish leaped up, wanting to touch the snow-white foot gently touching the water's surface.

But it failed.

The jade-like white bare foot lifted slightly.

A woman in a blue robe sat on a rock by the South Sea, her feet bare, gently tapping the water. She held her light lotus-colored embroidered shoes in her hand, her other hand supporting her chin, her eyes warmly watching the surging sea, as if lost in thought.

Behind her, a woman in rather luxurious clothes smiled wryly.

"Your Majesty..."

"If the Venerable One finds out about your sneaking out this time..."

"We subordinates can't bear the responsibility."

The woman hesitated for a long time before finally saying these words. The bitterness on her face seemed to be flowing out tangibly. Earlier, Zhu Jiuyin and the Martial Marquis of the human realm had tacitly used the battles of the Turbid World to injure the Azure-robed Dragon Daughter Xian, and then forcibly brought her back to the Nine Abyss.

One reason was to heal her injuries, and the other was to sever certain unthinkable karmic connections.

But unfortunately, the Dragon Who Illuminates the Nine Abyss herself had forgotten.

This Azure-robed Dragon Daughter Xian, who was born from her essence, was not the kind of well-behaved young lady who would listen to others' arrangements. She dared to love and hate, and never wanted to accept the so-called good intentions after being arranged. The Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss had no choice but to follow her, not daring to let her leave alone.

Fortunately, although this Azure-robed Dragon Daughter had a cold personality, she was not a tyrannical and solitary person.

Although she didn't listen to her advice and refused to return to the Nine Abyss, she didn't drive her away or forbid her from following. So the Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss had no choice but to honestly follow behind, silent but not daring to leave. But what she couldn't understand was that this Azure-robed Dragon Daughter didn't go to the extremely cold Kunlun, nor did she walk through the vast Great Wilderness.

Or rather, she had walked through the towering and sacred Kunlun Peak, and had walked through the Great Wilderness that encompassed countless realms, but in the end, she didn't stop anywhere, she didn't linger anywhere, and finally came to this edge of the Great Wilderness, to this South Sea.

The Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss was puzzled and doubtful.

But she wisely didn't say much.

This was not something she should ask about.

She only needed to be sure that this one hadn't completely disappeared.

The Dragon Daughter was still wearing her usual clothes, cyan-colored, a clean and cold cyan, just like the color that the Daoist had seen at a glance in the human realm's Leizu tribe thousands of years ago, as if it had remained unchanged from the distant past until now.

Behind her was the place of reincarnation, the space that the Daoist had once cut out with a sword.

Looking ahead at the sea, further ahead was the human realm's tribe in those years, Xuanyuan Hill, and then Zhongshan Chishui. It was very far away, so far away that she almost forgot the scenery there. If it hadn't been for the disaster back then, could that place have continued to this era?

There would still be the warm sunlight spreading across the streets, and the dense trees on both sides of the road in her memory, like the fallen leaves crushed by the running children on the road under the sunlight, making a fine and dry crisp sound, with people from various tribes smiling on both sides.

Perhaps the snacks he created could continue to be passed down, attracting generations of children, and perhaps she could also see the white-haired Daoist smiling at the corner, watching the children running through the streets, with warmth on his face, and then reaching out to beckon her to come over and eat a bowl of hot porridge.

The Azure-robed Dragon Daughter Xian walked again the path she had walked since that person died.

She didn't carry any attachment anymore.

She just calmly walked through the years she had spent, without the pain of unfulfilled desires, and now sitting here, looking at the human realm in the distant direction, she was just stunned, and then suddenly spoke softly, saying, "Are gods immortal?"

The Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss, standing not far behind her, was stunned, looking at the woman's back, and replied:

"Gods are great, with a single thought, they can control the years of heaven and earth."

"Or rather, compared to the eternally existing sky and earth, it's hard to say whether they are immortal, but for people who live in heaven and earth and have a lifespan of only a hundred years, from youth to old age, while the face of the god remains unchanged, that is already the greatness of immortality. And your realm and strength are like gods compared to ordinary gods, just like gods compared to plants that live in the morning and die in the evening."

"Naturally, they are graceful and unhurried, immortal."

"This is the grace of a venerable god."

"Is that so?"

The Azure-robed woman smiled, she said, "But, they will grow old."

"Constantly searching for the past, but failing to find it, one will inevitably become mentally decayed. Constantly indulging in the past and memories, not only humans, but even gods, will grow old in the cracks between the past and the present. I just want to take one last look at this road."

She still wanted to walk step by step on the main road of Xuanyuan Hill that had been buried in the years.

The Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss behind her, whose appearance was also rarely beautiful, naturally didn't know how much weight of memory was contained in the words of this Azure-robed Dragon Daughter, and the Azure-robed Dragon Daughter just smiled lightly, not paying much attention.

She suddenly said, "Walk with me for a while."

"Sometimes it's a bit lonely to walk alone to see the scenery."

"Moreover, there are also guests."

The Azure-robed Dragon Daughter put on her shoes again, her bare and jade-like feet, her black hair falling behind her, but also slightly tied up, her eyes peaceful and quiet. She was cold, at least in front of everyone in the world except him, she was cold.

There would be no hidden fiery jokes and seemingly casual teasing.

Even when facing the Dragon Who Illuminates the Nine Abyss, who was almost like a brother, she was still indifferent and cold.

It was just that the one who received special treatment never knew these things.

The Celestial Worthy of the Primordial Beginning had shattered the Turbid World's plan in the South Sea, killed the Turbid World's Thunder God and Truth, and then burned the accumulated filth with the Yellow Turban Fire. Now the entire area of the South Sea in the Age of Gods had become much more peaceful, and many new buildings had been added in various places.

Simple and unadorned Daoist temples, with yellow headscarves hanging outside. When the wind blew, it was like flames being raised on the earth. This was a Daoist temple and also a medical clinic. The Yellow Turban cultivators inside would treat those who were ill, often without needing any reward, only needing to offer three sticks of incense to the portrait of the ancestral master hanging in the Daoist temple.

And then a full meal, that was all.

The fragrance of incense rose in spirals. The door of the Daoist temple in front of them opened slightly, and an elderly man with injuries could be seen lying half-reclined on the bed, while a girl with a Yellow Turban tied to her sleeve was whispering a diagnosis. That was Jingwei, and behind her was a Yellow Turban warrior guarding her.

The entire atmosphere and aura of the South Sea seemed to be different from the past.

Although you are not here, this place has indeed changed because of you.

The people here have also gained new lives because of you.

Outside the Daoist temple, there were people who had recovered from their injuries and walked out, with joy on their faces. The sunlight was warm. The Azure-robed Dragon Daughter didn't disturb the girl who was examining the patients. She just walked along the coast, her temperament cold and lofty. Even those who had never seen her would subconsciously restrain their expressions, straighten their backs, and watch her leave.

She walked all the way, and finally stopped before the Cycle of Rebirth.

This was originally the residence of the South Sea's guardian god, Zhurong, who held the Dao Fruit of destruction and flame. Later, it fell into disrepair, and Zhurong also left. But now, in that courtyard where a gentle woman once had the same dream every day, a dream of a beautiful life with her husband and children, weeds grew everywhere, but a tombstone had been added.

Before the tombstone, the Fire God, with black hair mixed with a hint of crimson gold, had his hands clasped together, like an ordinary person praying, worshiping before the tombstone. The extremely blazing and domineering aura around him had dissipated into the initial heat, and had turned into a warm and peaceful aura.

The heart of the Grand Priest of the Nine Abyss was about to jump out!

"Fire... Fire God!"

This Fire God seemed to have left this place a long time ago, taking with him the woman who was trapped in the beautiful memories of the past, taking the child from the human realm, not knowing where he had gone, and not knowing when he would return.

He had returned silently at this moment.

The Azure-robed Dragon Daughter Xian didn't speak.

The Fire God Zhurong paid respects to his wife, and finally opened his eyes, released his hands, and only peace remained in his black eyes. He stood up, turned to look at the Azure-robed Dragon Daughter behind him, nodded slightly, his voice becoming warm and gentle, and said, "Long time no see, Dragon Daughter."

Xian nodded, gazing at the new stone tablet.

"She... passed away?"

Zhurong's eyes were peaceful, he nodded, his voice quiet, and said:

"Yes, she was originally just a mortal."

"Even with my help, her true spirit was there, and her lifespan had reached its limit."

"But I no longer have any regrets."

The Fire God, whose temperament had completely changed, lowered his eyes and said softly, "The past time, no matter how long it was, was just indulging in the memories of the past, living year after year in this courtyard built by our memories, living for thousands of years, beautiful but illusory, but this time it's different."

"I took her through the Great Wilderness, we walked to the limit of the Four Seas, saw the turbulent waves that seemed to engulf everything, listened to the sound of the waves surging, and watched the scorching sun fall, reflecting thousands of miles of ripples into crimson gold."

"I took her through the countries of the Great Wilderness, and witnessed city after city."

"I also saw the flowers blooming in every place, beautiful, fresh, and real. Those were things that had never existed in the past memories. I cherish every minute and every second I spent with her. Every second of reality is more important and has more weight than the memories of the past."

"Finally, I returned to the place where I first met her."

Zhurong lowered his eyes, his voice warm and quiet, recalling the sunset before the ruins of the dilapidated city, the woman in his arms smiling and asking him, what is your name?

Just like thousands of years ago.

How should we say goodbye to be worthy of these thousands of years of wandering and entanglement?

Just like when we first met.

Zhurong raised his eyes, the Fire God who had washed away his superficiality and impetuosity looked at the cold Azure-robed Dragon Daughter in front of him.

"I glimpsed the disaster of Dragon Tiger Mountain, so I rushed back, but it seems I was still a step late. Now A Xuan and Siyu have rushed to the human realm to rebuild Dragon Tiger Mountain."

The Azure-robed Dragon Daughter's expression was cold, she simply responded, "Mm."

Zhurong smiled: "But before they left, they left me this thing."

He stretched out his hand and took out two invitation cards from his wide dark red sleeves, and then looked at the Dragon Daughter Xian in front of him calmly and peacefully, saying, "The Tuyu Mountian appointment in thirty days, and you, Xian, we met six thousand years ago."

"You were just a child back then."

"I still remember you at that time, I remember him at that time."

"In any case, I have walked out of my memories."

"What about you?"

"In thirty days, will you go?"

PS: Today's first update...