After several days in Heavenly Sun City, Li Qingmu and Song Yan finally returned to the Far-Reaching Continent—one of the famed three thousand great lands in the upper layers of the Mortal Realm.
Though it was only a lower world, this continent had birthed countless proud sons and daughters. Many of them now walked proudly in the Lower Heaven Realm as their names already echoed through immortal halls. Yet no matter how glorious its legacy, the Far-Reaching Continent remained firmly beneath the dividing line of realms.
Dust was still dust!
They had lingered in the royal-grade hotels of the Star District for nearly a week.
Li Qingmu originally assumed that when Song Yan spoke of a "rare and lovely reward" she meant she would finally let him taste her body—press her down on silk sheets and spend the night proving just how much yang fire he had pent up after watching her sway for so long.
Instead… nothing.
They slept in separate beds every night.
