Night had already fallen, and countless stars were embedded in the dark night sky, dazzling and magnificent.

The entire Yuxu City was brightly lit, even more bustling than during the day. The energy and spirit of the cultivators were worlds apart from ordinary people.

On the way back to Qinxian Mountain.

Chen Xun was fiddling with the spices in his storage bag while chatting and telling stories to Black Bull.