Very quickly, the scene before him pulled Chuyang back to reality. He was filled with many emotions.
Gazing at the scenery of the mortal world, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Ever since I left the village as a child, I haven't taken a proper rest."
"This time, I can finally pause and truly appreciate the sights of the human world."
Previously, Chuyang had traveled far and wide for the sake of cultivation, missing out on many beautiful sights. This time, he planned to completely empty his mind and body, then stop to rest for a while.
...
The sun was setting in the sky, and the evening glow was breathtaking.
A cool breeze brushed past the treetops, bringing a refreshing sensation.
The entire village appeared incredibly peaceful and tranquil.
At this moment, a dog's bark broke the silence of the village.
A man dressed in plain clothes, his face covered with stubble, carried a large beast on his shoulder, walking step by step on the muddy path.
The man was not very old, but the stubble on his face and the weariness in his eyes made him appear more mature.
With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, he possessed an extraordinary aura.
He was especially striking.
The dog noticed the man from a distance near the grass hut and ran quickly to his side, its tail wagging constantly, circling around the man.
The man smiled slightly and walked towards the familiar thatched hut step by step.
Creak~
The sound of the wooden door opening echoed.
The man stepped inside.
What met his eyes was a woman of exceptional beauty. Her fair face was like a piece of fine white jade, delicate and flawless.
Her eyes were clear and bright.
The woman had an elegant demeanor. Even in plain clothes, she couldn't hide her extraordinary temperament.
Instead, it added a touch of homely warmth to her.
The woman was sitting on a wooden stool, skillfully weaving with a piece of cloth in her hands.
Beside her was a bamboo basket filled with exquisite cloths she had carefully woven, looking luxurious and colorful.
Upon hearing the noise at the door, the woman paused her work, her crescent-shaped eyes gazing softly at the man, and she said gently, "Are you tired?"
As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the water jar, scooped out a ladle of clear water, and handed it to the man.
The man smiled slightly, threw the beast's carcass aside, took the water, and drank it in big gulps.
The recent hot weather had caused his body to lose water quickly.
The woman smiled, her eyes full of tenderness as she looked at the man, "Drink slowly, no one is competing with you. Don't choke."
At this moment, a child's voice called from outside the door, "Uncle Chu!"
The neighbor's child came running joyfully, his hands behind his back, his face full of excitement, "Uncle Chu, guess what I'm here for this time?"
Chuyang smiled lightly and said, "I guess you have a little brother now, that's why you're so happy, right?"
The child nodded vigorously, his small head bobbing up and down, "Uncle Chu, you're amazing! My brother was just born, and you already guessed it!"
With that, he brought his hands from behind his back, "Ta-da! These are for you, Uncle Chu and Auntie!"
He placed a jug of wine, some candies, and a few pancakes on the table.
"My dad also said, oh, to invite you and Auntie to our house for a drink and dinner. Don't forget, Uncle Chu!"
Hearing the child call her "Auntie," Yaoguang blushed and smiled shyly, a hint of red appearing on her cheeks.
Looking at the items on the table, Chuyang couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Far away in the mortal world, at this grand feast of life!
At that time, it was just a fleeting thought in Chuyang's mind, but now he had been living in this mortal world for a full five years.
During these five years, he experienced the life of a mortal, living as an ordinary person.
He gained a deeper understanding of mortal life.
For mortals, a lifetime is so fleeting. In the blink of an eye, decades pass.
Yet some people can use this limited time to create their own legends, tales that are sung and celebrated for generations.
Even if their bodies perish, their souls live on in the hearts of everyone.
For those who rule, ancient emperors of their realms, which one of them wasn't the faith of countless mortals?
Even though their bodies were weak, through indomitable will and perseverance, they defied destiny.
With a mortal body, they stood shoulder to shoulder with the gods.
The pinnacle of humanity is to become a celestial being, living in harmony with the heavens, the sun, the moon, and the stars.
Human potential is vast, capable of breaking the shackles and constraints of the heavenly path, achieving extraordinary feats.
Throughout his cultivation journey, Chuyang never relied solely on his supreme talent but on his invincible heart.
As long as he possessed an undefeated heart, he feared nothing.
Now, after five years of living among mortals, he gradually understood what it means to be human.
He became more determined that even as a mere mortal, one can walk a supreme path and achieve greatness!
The Way of Humanity!
This is Chuyang's current understanding and the new path he intends to walk.
Over the past five years, Chuyang often stood atop the mountains at sunrise, emptying his mind and body.
Observing the earthly life, he could feel an elusive and profound human spirit.
Yet every time he tried to grasp it, it eluded him.
Chuyang was not discouraged; he became more convinced that the path of humanity was viable.
Yaoguang, once a lofty princess of the demon clan, had grown fond of the mortal life.
Here, at least, she could be honest and express her true feelings without too many worries.
These five years had been her most carefree time.
Although not as luxurious as her life among the demons, it had its own charm.
Even Chuyang had not expected this little woman to persevere.
He initially thought that the hardships of mortal life would soon drive her away.
But she found joy in the struggle and persisted for five years.
For five years, she stayed by his side, never leaving.
Even her hatred had been gradually washed away by her mortal life over these five years.
In the dimly lit room, with only a faint yellow candlelight, Chuyang sipped from the wine jar.
During this time, Yaoguang had also mastered the skills of cooking, now busy preparing dishes at the stove.
Soon, several exquisite dishes were brought to the table.
They ate dinner together, occasionally exchanging glances, but remained silent.
After a while, Chuyang spoke, perhaps to Yaoguang, or maybe just to himself, "I'm leaving."