Qingqiu Lake.
The clear green waters stretch endlessly, wrapped in a misty expanse.
A small silver boat drifts along the lake, creating layers of ripples, reminiscent of a white swan.
Coo, coo, coo.
Its curved neck sings to the sky.
White feathers float on the green water.
Red webbed feet paddle through the clear waves.
.....
Red Dust Celestial Ship.
Myriad Phenomena Realm.
Amidst the endless peach forest, Zhou Chen felt a deep appreciation for the wonders of the Creator.
Bai Zhanying, with her pure white hair, is indeed a proud daughter of the Divine Beast White Tiger Race.
A proud daughter with white hair!
The myriad laws, the Three Thousand Dao, different people, different paths, seeing the world through different eyes.
Truly, it did not deceive me.
Zhou Chen set himself a modest goal.
Others aimed to earn a billion.
Zhou Chen aimed to cultivate a billion paths.
By now, he had experienced over a hundred thousand Dao, but he was still far from his modest goal.
