Ping'an City.
On the moderately sized city gate tower hung the sign of Ping'an City.
Through the wide-open gates, few people were coming and going.
Little Wild Grass stepped into this city once again, her hand gripping Li Muyang's unconsciously.
By now, Little Wild Grass had fully grown into a young lady.
Though she wore simple clothes, they could not hide her natural beauty.
The most radiant and moving features of a young girl had already solidified upon her face, impervious to the ravages of time.
In her bright eyes seemed to swirl a nebula, dazzling and luminous.
Li Muyang had no idea what cultivation realm Little Wild Grass was at now, and the girl herself couldn't say for sure.
The method she used for cultivation had been altered beyond recognition by her, vastly different from the conventional cultivation methods of the mundane world.
There was no Core Formation, no Primordial Spirit, and no Purple Mansion.
In her body, there was only the misty Immortal Spirit Qi.
