Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

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Chuntao ran to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and scooped up water with her hands.

The pool water was icy cold, but she was having a great time playing in it, even turning back to call out to Chen Fan, "Little Chen, come on over, this water is so refreshing!"

Chen Fan walked over, squatted down like her, and put his hand into the pool.

It's definitely cold.

But what he cared more about was the faint spiritual energy contained in the water.

Although Mount Cuiyun is not a sacred mountain, due to the geological features, there is a trace of imperceptible spiritual energy in the water, which can prolong life for mortals.

After Chuntao had had her fill of playing, the two continued upwards.

There is an ancient temple halfway up the mountain, where incense is burning brightly and devout men and women come in an endless stream.

Chuntao pulled Chen Fan into the temple, where they respectfully kowtowed three times before the Buddha and donated ten coins for incense oil.

Chen Fan stood outside the hall, looking at the gilded Buddha statue inside, his eyes calm and still.

Buddha?

The state of mind he cultivated was one of certainty, certainty of life and death, certainty of cause and effect, and certainty of reincarnation.

The Buddhist concept of reincarnation shares similarities with his understanding of life and death, yet they are not entirely the same.

After Chun Tao finished praying to Buddha, she came out with a satisfied smile on her face: "I pray to the Bodhisattva to bless us with a safe journey and to bless Xiao Chenzi with smooth sailing in the future."

Chen Fan smiled slightly: "The Bodhisattva will hear you."

The two had a vegetarian meal at the temple before climbing to the summit.

There is a viewing pavilion on the mountaintop, from which one can overlook the scenery for dozens of miles around.

It was early summer, and the mountains were lush and green. In the distance, one could see fields, villages, and wisps of smoke rising from chimneys, creating a peaceful and serene scene.

Chun Tao leaned against the railing, the wind blowing through her hair. She squinted, a pure smile on her face.

Chen Fan stood beside her, his hands behind his back.

At this moment, he seemed like just an ordinary person traveling with his beloved.

After lingering at Cuiyun Mountain for two days, Chen Fan hired a horse-drawn carriage and continued eastward.

Over the next ten days or so, the two traveled at various stops, visiting the former territories of the Yan and Han states.

The former capital of the Yan Kingdom, "Ji City," is now the "Northern Ji Prefecture" of Dayuan.

The Yan flag on the city wall had long been removed and replaced with the Dayuan flag, which had a black background and was embroidered with golden dragon patterns.

The streets remained bustling, but the faces of passersby showed less of the sorrow of a people who had lost their country and more of an adaptation to the new dynasty.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, carriages and horses, and children laughing mingled together, demonstrating the tenacious vitality of this ancient city.

Chen Fan stayed in Jicheng for three days with Chun Tao.

They strolled through the city's busiest market, ate local specialties like bird's nest cake and Jicheng roast duck, and even went to see two operas.

Chun Tao loves watching plays, especially stories about talented men and beautiful women. Every time she sees lovers finally united, she secretly wipes away her tears.

Chen Fan sat down next to her and silently handed her a handkerchief.

On the day they left Jicheng, Chuntao whispered in the carriage, "Little Chenzi, I think... it's good that Dayuan has unified. Look at the people in Jicheng, their lives don't seem to have gotten any worse."

Chen Fan closed his eyes and said softly, "When a dynasty prospers, the people suffer; when a dynasty falls, the people suffer. It's always good to have less war."

Chuntao nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

The carriage continued south, entering former Korean territory.

The Korean homeland is mostly hilly with rugged roads, making horse-drawn carriages travel even slower.

But the scenery along the way has a unique charm, with verdant mountains, crisscrossing streams, and fishermen boating on the river and farmers cultivating terraced fields.

On this day, the carriage stopped to rest in a small town.

There was a teahouse at the entrance of the town, and Chen Fan took Chun Tao inside to drink tea.

Several people dressed as traveling merchants were sitting in the teahouse, loudly discussing important world affairs.

"Have you heard? His Majesty Emperor Wu decisively defeated the allied forces of Qi and Qin at Changping Pass! The King of Qi was captured, the King of Qin committed suicide, and the remaining forces of both countries have already submitted their surrender documents!"

"So fast? It's only been a few months!"

"Hey, you have no idea, our Great Abyss army is formidable now! I heard they have immortals helping them, so no matter how powerful the Qi and Qin allied forces are, they can't stop the heavenly soldiers and generals!"

"The eight kingdoms are now completely unified... an unprecedented feat in history!"

"That's right! From now on, when we travel as merchants, we won't have to worry about paying multiple taxes when crossing borders anymore. The entire journey will be smooth, and it's all part of the Great Abyss's territory!"

As everyone got into the conversation, the teahouse was filled with cheerful laughter.

Chun Tao listened, her eyes sparkling. She leaned close to Chen Fan's ear and whispered, "Little Chen, did you hear that? His Majesty the Martial Emperor won! The Eight Kingdoms are unified!"

Chen Fan nodded, picked up the rough porcelain teacup, and took a sip.

The tea was of poor quality and bitter, but he drank it very slowly.

The unification of the eight kingdoms by Da Yuan was part of his plan.

With Wei Gonggong, Ling Huanzi, Wu Yuezi, and others released from the golden bowl, and armed with the treasures plundered from the Refining Soul Sect, plus the national fortune gathered by Emperor Jianwen through incense offerings, sweeping across the eight kingdoms was only a matter of time.

Chen Fan originally thought it would be some time before he saw a unified empire.

I just didn't expect Emperor Wu to act so quickly.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Almost all the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Eight Sects were wiped out in the Soul Refining Sect. How could the remaining Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators possibly withstand the ferocious old monsters like Eunuch Wei?

"Little Chen, what are you thinking about?" Chun Tao asked softly when she saw him lost in thought.

Chen Fan put down his teacup and smiled, "I was thinking... it's a good thing that the world is at peace."

Chuntao nodded vigorously: "Yes! Taiping is the best!"

After traveling for seven or eight days in the former territory of Korea, Chen Fan took Chun Tao and headed west towards the former territory of Wei.

The State of Wei is situated on a flat plain. The carriage traveled along the wide official road at a much faster speed than before.

But Chen Fan wasn't in a hurry. He still told the driver to take it slow and stop at scenic spots to stay for a day or two.

Traveling and stopping like this, another half month passed.

On this day, the carriage arrived at a mountain range in the former territory of the State of Wei.

The mountain, named "Qixia Mountain," wasn't particularly famous, but it was rugged and its peaks clustered together. Chen Fan had the driver wait at the foot of the mountain while he led Chun Tao up the mountain on foot.

The mountain path was much steeper than that of Cuiyun Mountain. Chun Tao was panting heavily, but she refused to let Chen Fan carry her and insisted on climbing it herself.

"Little Chen... I... I can do it..." she said, wiping her sweat.

Chen Fan slowed his pace and accompanied her step by step uphill.

Two hours later, the two finally reached the summit.

The mountaintop is a flat, massive rock, and standing here, the view opens up dramatically.

In the distance, the mountains are like dark eyebrows, while nearby, the sea of ​​clouds churns and rolls. As the sun sets, it dyes the clouds on the horizon golden red, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Exhausted, Chun Tao sat on a rock, gazing at the scenery before her, momentarily forgetting her fatigue.

"So beautiful..." she murmured.

Chen Fan stood beside her, the mountain wind whipping at his robes. He was dressed in ordinary gray-blue cloth, without a crown, his hair held back only by a wooden hairpin, making him look like an ordinary scholar.

But those eyes remained as deep and unfathomable as an ancient well.

After admiring the scenery for a while, Chun Tao suddenly pointed to the clouds on the horizon and said, "Little Chen, look at those clouds, don't they look like cotton candy? Soft and white..."