Lingyun Peak, with its skyful of red maple leaves, is showing signs of a fiery red trend.
In stark contrast with the emerald green Spring Tea that covers the mountain.
Each Spirit Fruit Tree is also laden with fruit, bowing the branches low, while the mountain spring flows gently, producing a melodious tinkling sound.
At a concealed corner by the front of Lingyun Peak, a figure pauses.
It is Ye Jingcheng, who has returned from Earth Dragon Valley.
He takes a deep breath, his hands involuntarily spreading open.
This familiarity in sight, sound, and smell captivates him deeply.
He even feels the urge to let out a loud shout.
Ten years is not considered long for a cultivator, after all, sometimes a period of seclusion spans several years.
However, as Ye Jingcheng stands here now, he still feels an indescribable sense of beauty in his heart.
This feeling transcends age and experience, born from the core of his being.
