The road they had been following had finally reached a natural stopping point.
They had come to the heart of the Southern Continent.
They had seen the greatest city in the region.
They had met its strongest sect.
They had left the strange ancient mysteries behind.
And now, without them even asking, another road had opened in front of them.
Mo Yuxin looked at Su Yubing.
"Do you want to go?"
Su Yubing smiled.
"Wherever you go."
Mo Yuxin's eyes softened.
"Then we'll go."
Behind them, the city erupted into noise.
The Tang Sword Sect elders rushed toward the messenger.
Thousands of cultivators began discussing the sudden announcement.
Merchants hurried to prepare.
Sect disciples stared at the sky.
And in the middle of all of it, Mo Yuxin and Su Yubing stood together under the festival lanterns, holding hands as if nothing in the world could separate them.
The little girl stood between them.
She looked toward the distant mountains.
