Time passed some more. Days, months, years, everything was the same to Ning whose life had now grown monotonous.
He had a simple house in a mountain where he lived a normal life, doing normal things. The only thing that was abnormal was that he did not age, and neither did Ely who was living with him.
The two of them hadn't spoken it out loud, but they were clearly Dao companions now. They cultivated together in their small mud and wood house in the village.
As time passed, Ning felt both happy and sad. He was happy that he was getting closer and closer to making that new body of his that he so desperately wanted.
Time passed again, and finally, Ning felt he was settled enough. So, he decided to do the things he had meant to do for so long and left.
He didn't know where to start, so he teleported at the edge of the Northern continent.
