"Miaomiao, take care."
Chu Feng stepped forward and gave Xian Miaomiao a hug.
Miaomiao was a friend who had fought alongside Chu Feng through life and death all the way back in the Lower Realm. When it came to reluctance, Chu Feng felt just as reluctant to part.
"I will cultivate hard. Next time, I'll be the one to protect you."
After saying this, Xian Miaomiao turned to look at Little Fish.
"Fish, take care."
"You too, Sister Miaomiao."
With that, Xian Miaomiao rose into the air and departed.
Little Fish obediently waved goodbye. But after Xian Miaomiao vanished from sight, Little Fish turned to Chu Feng and blinked her curious, bright eyes.
"Big Brother, Sister Miaomiao likes you, doesn't she?"
But before Chu Feng could answer, Xian Haishaoyu cut in: "What, are you jealous?"
"I'm not jealous at all. I like Sister Miaomiao too," Little Fish said.
"Stop pretending, Xian Haishayu. Don't you only like Sister Miaomiao and not my brother Chu Feng?" Xian Haishaoyu asked.
"Brother, if you keep spouting nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Little Fish pouted her little mouth and raised her tiny fist.
"Fine, fine. You deny liking brother Chu Feng."
"In that case, brother Chu Feng is mine."
Xian Haishaoyu threw his arms around Chu Feng and even deliberately rubbed his head against Chu Feng's chest.
Seeing this, Little Fish immediately reached out to pull Xian Haishaoyu away from Chu Feng: "You jerk, stay away from Big Brother!"
But Xian Haishaoyu clung to Chu Feng even tighter: "My dear little sister, since you don't like brother Chu Feng anyway, just give him to me."
"Detestable! Go die!"
As the three of them roughhoused and bickered, they gradually walked off into the distance.
In truth, Xian Miaomiao had not actually left. She was standing in the empty air not far away. Beside her stood a man carrying an axe on his back, dressed like a woodcutter.
It was none other than her master, Song Changsheng.
The isolation formation Chu Feng had placed on Xian Miaomiao and the others was a fake — so Song Changsheng had been able to sense Xian Miaomiao's location the entire time. And Xian Miaomiao had used a special method to contact Song Changsheng, meaning he had been following along all along.
"They just mentioned… the Primordial Creation Ground?" Song Changsheng asked.
Even with Song Changsheng's immense abilities, once the Primordial Creation Ground had sealed off Chu Feng and the others, he had been unable to see what was happening inside. He hadn't known the Primordial Creation Ground had even opened.
Xian Miaomiao then explained the full situation to Song Changsheng.
"Miaomiao, there are no gods in this world — only martial cultivators with stronger cultivation."
"No matter how mysterious the Primordial Creation Ground may be, it was still created by martial cultivators."
"It has its own trial requirements. The fact that you failed to create a path inside doesn't mean you're lacking — it simply means you didn't meet its specific conditions," Song Changsheng said.
"Master, don't worry about me. I won't let it affect me."
"Once I return this time, I am going to fully merge with the Soul Mist Flame. I want to become stronger," Xian Miaomiao said.
"You say it won't affect you, but it clearly has already," Song Changsheng said.
Going back to cultivate was not Song Changsheng's idea — Xian Miaomiao had proposed it herself. Song Changsheng knew just how deep her feelings for Chu Feng were.