Du Hong's whereabouts were unknown, and he hadn't shown up recently. Peach Blossom Mountain was no longer as peaceful as it used to be, with various groups causing disturbances.

Tao Mian had enjoyed a period of tranquility, no longer needing to deal with external disruptions. He spent his days tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard, picking fruits in the back mountain, sipping tea for health, and watching the daily afternoon show—Little Hua chasing the chicken.

Time drifted by like the floating clouds in the sky.

The yellow chicken had completely fallen out with Rong Zheng and was very unfriendly towards the Immortal's fifth disciple. Whenever it saw her, it would twist its body and walk away, head held high, without looking back. As for Rong Zheng, she found endless joy in catching the chicken.

She was skilled, capturing the yellow chicken seven times and releasing it seven times.

Catch and release, release and catch, over and over. The yellow chicken, an old bird over a hundred years old, was on the verge of developing a psychological disorder. Every time it heard Rong Zheng's footsteps, it would fly to the rooftop.

It just goes to show, unless pushed, one never knows the potential of a chicken.@@novelbin@@

Noble Consort Xin had become more composed recently, and had grown larger. Once about the same size as the yellow chicken, or even smaller, now they were worlds apart.

To Tao Mian, this was a good sign.

The legendary phoenix was said to be thousands of miles long, soaring high and blocking out the sun. Its cry was said to pierce the clouds and shatter the skies.

Thousands of miles was obviously an exaggeration, but Tao Mian had seen its true form, which was like a small mountain.

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