Over the past year, they continued to gather herbs in the mountains, identify medicinal materials, study medicine daily, and cultivate the Qi Refining Techniques, enriching their lives to the point where Chen Xun couldn't help but exclaim how wonderful it was to be alive.

He had once fantasized about what immortality would be like: watching the world change, histories unfold, with countless tombstones behind him, leaving only a solitary figure in the human realm.

But now, Chen Xun would say to hell with profundity, the joy of an immortal wild man, how could mere mortals understand.

In a cave, Chen Xun and Black Bull had moved again. Continuous heavy rains in the mountains had collapsed their earthen homes, but Black Bull had managed to save all their pots and pans, so things turned out smoothly.