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Outside, the winds and clouds are tumultuous, yet Cloud Mist Wonderland remains calm and peaceful, untouched by the chaos of the outside world, forever serene and tranquil.
On a grassy plain, there are horses and flocks of sheep, gathered in small groups—some frolicking, some grazing, and others drinking water.
On a small hillside, a young couple sits closely together, Face smiling as sweetly as lovers in the throes of romance.
Calm and at ease, Ye Mingshang truly enjoys this way of life.
"Mingshang, are we really going out?"
Mengyu, holding onto Ye Mingshang's arm, looks up and asks.
Ye Mingshang smiles at her and gently bumps his head against Mengyu's.
"Of course. My family and friends have no idea I've come here, and it's time for us to hold a wedding. Naturally, we should invite our loved ones."
"We've been married for over a thousand years; why do we need to get married again?"
"That was in our past life. In this life, we should start anew, shouldn't we? Besides, it's been over a thousand years; I should at least give you a wedding anniversary celebration."
Mengyu smiles sweetly, leaning against Ye Mingshang's shoulder.
"I'll follow your lead."
Three days later, on the snowy peaks of the Himalayas, a large stone shifted and was pushed aside.
A man stepped out first, exhaling a breath.
"Phew! I didn't expect the way out to be so difficult; it's much harder than when we came in."
"Yeah, after all, this is the intersection of two worlds. If we could come and go freely, it would be chaos," a woman followed closely behind and said lightly.
These two were likely a couple; the man was handsome and charismatic, while the woman was beautiful and flawless.
They were Ye Mingshang and Li Mengyu, who had just emerged from Cloud Mist Wonderland.
To enter Cloud Mist Wonderland, one needed a mirror that reflects both the sun and the moon to open the entrance.
To exit, one must cultivate through the Natural Way to the point of understanding Law.
Among the entire divine race (collectively referred to as the divine clan), only a handful have reached this level of cultivation. The rest are mostly old men with long beards who have lived for countless years; Li Mengyu is the only one so young.
This is partly due to Li Mengyu's exceptional talent, but more so because of her relentless effort.
After all, members of the divine clan have extremely long lifespans and ample time for cultivation. Since there are no wars, they do not need to cultivate rigorously.
However, Li Mengyu dedicated over a thousand years to her training day and night in order to master Law and find Ye Mingshang.
With thousands of years passing like a single day, even a fool could become a master; let alone Li Mengyu, who is not foolish at all. Her achievements were both unexpected and entirely reasonable.
Thinking of the sacrifices made by Li Mengyu, Ye Mingshang's gaze towards her became more tender.
Mengyu lifted her head and met those eyes filled with love, instantly blushing and looking down.
"Wow! Is this white stuff what they call snow? It's so beautiful!"
A child around seven or eight years old came out, looking at the vast white world with curiosity.
Cloud Mist Wonderland has a climate that is like spring all year round; although comfortable, it lacks the novelty of change.
Seeing snow for the first time, Cheng Yi was obviously very happy, running around excitedly and laughing as he looked at the footprints he left behind.
"Wow! This snow is so cool, even cooler than the lake!"
Grabbing a handful of snow, Cheng Yi was quite amazed.
Watching Cheng Yi's innocent expression, Ye Mingshang suddenly had an idea. She crouched down and formed a snowball.
"Cheng Yi!"
"Huh?"
Puff!
A snowball hit his face, cold but not painful.
Cheng Yi looked bewildered.
"Uncle Ye! Why did you hit me?" Cheng Yi hurriedly brushed the snow off his face.
Seeing his hands empty, Cheng Yi showed a curious expression.
Mengyu understood and said, "Snow is formed from water, and when it encounters heat, it turns back into water."
Cheng Yi realized, "So if the water is cold enough, will it turn into snowflakes?"
"Yes, but it has to fall from the sky as snowflakes. Normally, if the water is cold enough, it will turn into ice."
"Oh! That's amazing! So is this world made entirely of snow?"
"Not really. We are currently on a snowy mountain. The Mortal Realm also has warm places like the fairyland, and there are very hot tropical areas too."
Cheng Yi listened with a dazed expression. Although he didn't fully understand, it sounded impressive.
"Then why did Uncle Ye just throw snow at me?"
"This," Ye Mingshang said as he scratched his cheek and formed a snowball from the ground.
"This is called a snowball fight. It's a game played in the snow where everyone makes snowballs and throws them at each other. It's really fun! When the snowballs collide, they break apart, so you don't have to worry about getting hurt."
"Oh, I understand," Cheng Yi nodded.
"Alright, let's go then. We need to get down the mountain before it gets dark," Ye Mingshang said, nodding and turning to step forward.
Puff!
Suddenly, a snowball hit him on the head, scattering snow all over.
"Hahaha! Cheng Yi learns quickly, but we can't have a snowball fight right now," Ye Mingshang chuckled as he turned around.
Swish swish swish!
Puff puff puff!
A dozen snowballs were thrown at him, covering Ye Mingshang in snow, with some sticking to his head.
Meanwhile, Cheng Yi was still on the ground rolling snowballs, working quickly. In just a second, he had made several, and there were already dozens piled up by his feet.
Ye Mingshang's mouth twitched as he watched. "Cheng Yi, we should head down the mountain now. Stop making snowballs."
"Why? I think it's really fun," Cheng Yi replied as he stood up, looking at Ye Mingshang in confusion, and casually threw the snowball in his hand.
Puff!
The snowball burst on Ye Mingshang's face, but his expression remained smiling.
A few seconds later...
"Damn it! Are you challenging me, you little brat!"
Ye Mingshang shouted, squatting down, his hands moving as fast as a fan to scoop up the snow. Suddenly, dozens of snowballs filled Cheng Yi's vision.
"Uncle Ye is amazing, but I won't give up!"
Cheng Yi also squatted down, quickly throwing snowballs with his small hands.
Walking along the path, Li Mengyu smiled helplessly at the sight of the two covered in snow.
Ye Mingshang walked ahead, smiling happily because he had completely outperformed Cheng Yi, having thrown hundreds more snowballs than him.
Cheng Yi, walking behind, didn't feel defeated; instead, he curiously looked around.
Suddenly, he spotted something fluffy and white by the roadside, its color resembling snow but slightly darker.
"What is that?" (To be continued.)
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