On the last day of the 10011th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, majority of the cultivators in the Nine States would return home to have a reunion with their family.
Even in a remote area like the Tombkeeper Village, as night fell, there was a semblance of a year-end feast.
Ye Futian's group would celebrate the end of the year in this remote village this year. At that moment, the quiet village appeared exceptionally crowded as all the families were preparing for the feast.
In one of the families in the village, the aroma of freshly-cooked food wafted out. Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu walked to the door and said, smiling, "What a nice smell."
"Yaya, what delicious food have Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang made?" Ye Futian looked at the girl standing at the door and asked.
