May 13, 2018
In the early hours, the moonlight spilled down onto the Myriad Forms Garden above Heaven-Reaching City, casting silver light across the ground.
Wang Jiu stepped out of the room, his feet treading on the Silver Frost, gazing up at the bright moon overhead.
This moon, so different from the Jiuzhou Era, once seemed so unfamiliar, yet now has become quite dear.
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.
A year ago, a lively voice of a young girl awakened him from a sleep of ten thousand years, bringing with it a life in a new world.
Now he has gradually adapted to life in Xiangzhou, getting used to a world without the Demon Race, without the Myriad Immortals Alliance.
According to an old friend's words, the original life goals have been achieved, and it's time to consider new ones.
For instance, someone suggested finding a girlfriend and researching the reproductive behavior between sword and human...
