Twelve years later.
Ning Daoran was 660 years old. After prolonged cultivation, his cultivation advanced significantly, yet the Dao pollution brought by the Harmonization Chasing Moon Peak deepened. Half of his body had completely petrified, with eerie moss even sprouting on his skin.
Spirit Garden Cave Heaven.
Ning Daoran stood with one hand behind his back, resembling an old farmer squatting next to the Golden Silk Bamboo Forest.
The Big Stupid Deer sat on its hind legs, squatting nearby and watching intently, its wide, round deer eyes fixed on the scene.
Little Bai held her skirt delicately, her radiant eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Buzz~~ Buzz~~"
