C30 (2/2)

At this time, Xiaoyu was sprawled on the ground, looking at Gu Changge. She was clearly meditating under the tree, but there was a terrifying smile on her face.

Long live Demon Emperor! Master must be thinking about how to skin Little Fishy! Hmph!

On the appointed day, before dawn, this young miss of the Prime Minister's Palace, famous for being bedridden, had already risen from her bed to wash up.

Zhang Ge stroked the tree trunk and said seriously: Maybe after tonight, I will move to Sunset Peak to live with you, but don't worry, even if I move out, I won't forget about you. After all, there isn't a single tree in the Sunset Peak that's so suitable for you to cultivate with.

Miaow ~ Fishy climbed onto the windowsill and yawned.

Chang Ge turned around to glare at it. He was still thinking about how to bring Little Fishy with him, but now this smelly cat was laughing at him.

If you eat so much, you won't even be able to climb up the windowsill!

Xiaoyu pitifully cried out, ”Master, do you not want Xiaoyu anymore?” Little Fishy will definitely not finish all of the pastries that Dongfang Yu sent over. She will also be able to practice cultivation with her master in the future!

It's fine if I don't cultivate, but the moment she started singing, she grabbed the wooden sword and ran out, ”It's all your fault. I haven't cultivated for the past few days, so I haven't fully mastered the Pure Heart Mantra's sword art!”

When Little Fishy saw that Changge had anxiously ran out, she raised her claws to lick her soft fur. Sigh, the master's swordsmanship has actually improved a lot, for a disciple who can only rely on himself to become proficient, the master is much stronger than her. If she could learn the art properly then she wouldn't be bullied.

Ah, the past is not worth looking back at.

The starry night was as silent as the sea.

From the direction of Changge's gaze, it was as if she could see the light of fireflies flickering within, the immortal mist in the midst of the halo of yellow light was faintly discernible, and the dark mountains were as if they were poems.

She was waiting for someone, someone she thought she had waited fifteen years for.

Waiting required patience, but facing the unknown, how much courage was needed?

From the afternoon, she had been here the entire time, as if she was carrying a little deer, or as if she was looking forward to the marriage that belonged to the girls in the pavilion that Gu Yinfeng had written about.

If he really could pass the examination and become Immortal Lord's disciple, how great would that be! From this day onwards, he would no longer be alone on the Sunset Peak, and there would be only one form of the flying snow that filled the sky.

However, this wait was too long. From the shadows of the lamp to the silence of the night, a white figure never appeared.

Could it be that Immortal Lord had forgotten?

Zhang Ge was a little confused. He curled his lips and considered whether he should take a trip to the Sunset Peak or not, but how could she, who did not know how to use the Imperial Sword Technique, go up the Snow Peak?

Forget it, let's wait a little longer. Maybe the Immortal Lord was meditating, or perhaps went into seclusion? Since she was willing to become her disciple, how could she pass the examination without going through a test?

When she thought here, she sat upright on top of the boulder. As she looked out, the mountain was pitch-black, and only her frail body was sitting in between the heaven and earth.

As the red glow of the morning star filled the horizon, Chang Ge's face was filled with fatigue. He raised his hand to rub his face to make himself look a little more energetic.

Gu Changge looked at the unchanging snowy peak, and she started to suspect if she remembered the time wrongly.

The night before last, perhaps? Or tonight?