62 people, Gu Chi spent a lot of Dao Yun.

But he had already used the name of the emperor to read all the books and learn all the martial arts of Northern Rivers, so he didn't lack anything.

After all, just taking a look doesn't mean it belongs to him. All the sects gave him face.

The main reason is that they are afraid that Gu Chi will also give them a seal.

In the Pure Land game, all the benefits of the instances will be immediately invalidated after leaving the instance. The instance props like the Falling Sky Sword cannot be taken away, and temporary skills are the same.

Gu Chi fed most of the remaining Dao Yun to the Enlightenment Pill, letting it eat more and eat better.

Have more offspring, and Northern Rivers will never lack saints again.

Of course, these saints will all come from Qihuang Mountain.

Now that there is an abundance of spirit stones, it is no longer as difficult to improve cultivation as before. It won't be long before Qihuang Mountain can be renamed as the Qihuang Holy Land and become the first super sect in Northern Rivers.

He cannot protect Huang Yang for a lifetime, so let the Holy Land be her backing.

After resolving the matters between players, Gu Chi picked up the money, dealt with the scene, and pondered over the boundless sea for a while before leaving the South Sea.

He had actually thought about going to Central Continent before, but later felt that it was unnecessary. That place is a world of abundant spiritual energy, and most likely filled with immortals and saints. If he had bad luck and bumped into a demoness, he would be sucked dry on the spot.

It's better not to take risks.

Gu Chi traveled through Northern Rivers one last time, step by step.

He walked through bustling markets, stopped at picturesque mountain streams, passed by fishing boats on the river, and revisited the forests outside Jiangyan Town.

He went to Junzi Pavilion, Qinghuan Tower, Zhengyang Sect, and Fuyan Sect.

Lin Anping, Bai Qi, Shui Yue, Jing Hua, Yan Yanyan... as well as the innkeeper, storyteller, and many other familiar faces flooded his mind, intertwining with the scenery of mountains, rivers, towns, and grand buildings, leaving a complete image of Northern Rivers in his heart.

When he returned to Qihuang Mountain, it was already getting dark.

Huang Yang had prepared a table full of delicious food and was waiting by the table.

The room was brightly lit, with flickering candlelight.

A virtuous wife waiting for her husband to come home should have been a heartwarming scene, but it became somewhat eerie because of a sign leaning against the wall.

As soon as Gu Chi entered the door, he saw the sign. On it, six characters were written in beautiful handwriting - "The position of the husband's long song."

This was his spirit tablet.

Looking at Huang Yang, who was dressed in a plain white robe, pure and dignified, the table was filled with fruits and dishes, only lacking three sticks of incense.

Gu Chi: "......"

His mouth twitched slightly.

He really wanted to say, "My lady, there's no need to take it so seriously."

This was almost the whole package, and it made him a little flustered.

Huang Yang seemed to understand his thoughts and said seriously, "Husband, please don't blame Huang Yang. Huang Yang always keeps her word."

Gu Chi: "......"

Huang Yang folded her left sleeve and picked up a soup spoon with her right hand, serving Gu Chi a bowl of soup, saying, "Husband, sit down and eat quickly. The food will get cold."

Why do I feel like I'm the one getting cold...

Gu Chi had never had a proper meal before, and if this table of food counted, it would be his first time eating.

And he was eating his own food.

Gu Chi: "......"

He could only say that it's a good thing he didn't burn incense.

Otherwise, he was afraid that Huang Yang would really send him away.

Gu Chi sat down and started eating the dishes that Huang Yang served him.

From time to time, he glanced at his spirit tablet.

It felt strange, yet also novel.

Just as the strange atmosphere was easing a bit -

"How much time do you have left, husband?" Huang Yang asked again.

Gu Chi: "......"

He looked at his personal panel expressionlessly and said, "Two hours."

The journey in Northern Rivers began in the night, and it should end in the night as well.

Huang Yang nodded and continued to serve Gu Chi his meal.

Actually, according to the rules of Qihuang Mountain, Gu Chi, as the son-in-law, should sit facing west and Huang Yang should sit facing east, with Gu Chi serving Huang Yang. But in the past year and a half, Huang Yang had never made such a request. On the contrary, she often served Gu Chi his meals, and today, it was completely reversed.

Gu Chi was touched in his heart. "Don't just take care of me, you should eat more too."

Huang Yang returned his sentiment. "It's alright. Today is the last meal for husband and Huang Yang. We should eat our fill before setting off."

Gu Chi: "......"

He had imagined many scenes of parting with Huang Yang before he came back, but never this one.

After finishing their meal, the night grew darker, and the moon was bright without any stars.

Gu Chi and Huang Yang came to a small grove behind the mountain.

Deep in the woods was Yaochi. They had been here many times before, leaving behind many precious memories.

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The atmosphere that should have been somewhat melancholic was shattered by Huang Yang's meticulous care and blessings, causing Gu Chi to no longer worry about Huang Yang being sad. Thinking back to the various things that happened on their wedding day, this girl seemed to be even more free-spirited and strong than he had imagined.

The two of them walked slowly through the forest, stepping on fallen leaves.

"What are your plans next?" Gu Chi asked.

"Seclusion," Huang Yang replied.

Gu Chi: "And after that?"

"Continue seclusion," Huang Yang said.

Gu Chi: "......"

Huang Yang wasn't lying to Gu Chi.

Her life had always been so simple, eating, sleeping, and cultivating.

Moreover, this man had delayed her cultivation for more than a year. If she didn't seclude herself for a while, how could she make up for it?

This time, Huang Yang didn't need to say it. Gu Chi sighed, "Men are really a hindrance."Huang Yang: "......"

Seemingly aware of the deeper meaning in Gu Chi's words, her cheeks flushed slightly, then she calmly replied, "That's how it is."

Gu Chi smiled without saying anything, and sat down with Huang Yang on the bench by the Yaochi.

This bench used to be for stacking clothes, his on the left and hers on the right.

The seating arrangement was the same now.

The night breeze was slightly cool.

The night sky without the embellishment of stars was not particularly beautiful.

Huang Yang gently rested her head on Gu Chi's shoulder, her eyes closed, quietly feeling the man's scent and warmth, as well as their perfectly synchronized heartbeats.

Whether it was taking a walk, chatting, or cuddling, these were all things they often did.

Tonight was very much like the past.

Yet it was ultimately different from the past.

Time ticked away bit by bit.

Until it was close to midnight.

Huang Yang noticed that Gu Chi's breath was rapidly becoming weak, soon to be undetectable.

She lifted her head, looking up at the man's side profile, in his calm eyes, there was finally a hint of reluctance and unwillingness to part.

Gu Chi gently touched her face, his voice warm and ethereal, "Take care of yourself."

"I will."

Huang Yang's eyes reflected his image, "You also promise me one thing."

"Go ahead."

"Don't forget me."

"Okay."

Gu Chi smiled, "Then it's a deal."

Huang Yang: "It's a deal."

Gu Chi lowered his head and gave Huang Yang a final kiss on her clean forehead.

At the same time, his body began to slowly dissipate, silently turning into specks of light, floating towards the sky.

Floating higher and further.

The night sky, which had been devoid of stars, now had them, breathtakingly beautiful.

Huang Yang knew that Gu Chi's "deal" meant for her to truly consider him dead.

No problem, she had planned to do so anyway, the spirit tablet was the best proof.

Huang Yang, the Holy Maiden of Qihuang Mountain, always kept her word, never false.

However, the dead and the living may not be unable to meet.

If Gu Chi was dead, she would retreat and meditate.

If the Transcendent Realm didn't work, then the Saint Realm, if the Saint Realm didn't work, then the Dao Realm, if the Dao Realm didn't work, then the Xuan Realm.

One day, she would personally snatch her husband back from the "King of Hell", no one could stop her.

Huang Yang looked at the night sky where Gu Chi had gone, her vision blurred for a moment.

She didn't wait for the light dust to completely dissipate, she turned around and left, never looking back.

【"Sword of the Northern Rivers" strategy completed!】

【Reward calculation in progress……】

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