Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332: 165. Gathering and dispersing are constant, an unprecedented realm breakthrough! (8.6K words - major Chapter seeking subscription)_2

The environment of Moon Sea and Qinghuan are similar, primarily grasslands.

However, in the hearts of the people of Moon Sea, Qinghuan is considered a superior country, the one closest to the Immortal’s abode.

At this moment...

A common tent in Moon Sea.

A little girl wrapped in a fur apron ran in from outside, carrying a jug of chilled beast milk, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she looked at the boy and the woman not far away, and happily said, "Brother, um..."

She seemed to hesitate over how to address the woman.

Song Yan smiled and said, "Sister just has prematurely white hair."

The little girl joyfully exclaimed, "Brother, Sister, this is what Mother asked me to bring you."

After speaking, she placed the beast milk on the table. It was a long-necked curved bottle decorated with shells, made of porcelain, and the beast milk inside was obviously taken from a cellar, exuding a chill that, in this scorching heat, was just like immortal air.

Song Yan poured the beast milk for himself and An Li, then cupped it in both hands and drank it in large gulps.

He had adapted to the local customs, wearing attire in the style of the Moon Sea Kingdom, and it was quite a bold choice.

A beast fur skirt wrapped around his waist, and on his upper body was a beast fur strapless garment that left much of his skin exposed, thus... his strong physique was presented to the outside, attracting many gazes as he walked through the roads of Moon Sea Kingdom.

In contrast, An Li wore a relatively conservative beast fur dress.

If it were in the past, she would certainly be described as an adorable girl wrapped in beast fur, but now... there was a hint of mature womanly grace.

An Li held the porcelain cup, sipping the beast milk in small mouthfuls, and softly said, "So comfortable..."

Song Yan smiled faintly. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

He also felt very comfortable.

It was a relaxation of both body and mind.

He had left Gusha Mountain for some time now, hiding among the crowd, entering the red dust, while using his terrifying Divine Sense to sense the surroundings, searching for a suitable body for An Li to possess. Meanwhile, he lingered among mountains and rivers, human fireworks, being kind to others, and being kind to himself.

The evil thoughts of killing, the sly plots, all seemed to temporarily fade.

He greedily absorbed the honeydew dripping from the vines, only hoping such days could last a little longer.

Before transmigration, he never managed to complete his dream of a long-term journey even until death, yet in this Otherworld, it was unexpectedly fulfilled.

After finishing the beast milk, the two held hands and walked out of the tent.

Outside, the green grass was like silk, the azure sky scattered with clouds, and the two ran for a while, then lay down on the ground looking up.

"I really wish it could always be like this." Song Yan said.

He raised his hand, thumb and index finger forming a circle, and said, "The sky is so vast, and we are so small. But being small is not necessarily a bad thing. The larger it is, the heavier it becomes; only by being small can one avoid bearing so many shackles."

An Li lay beside him, turning her head, her eyes gazing at the boy through the dancing long grass.

After these days of companionship, after Song Yan revealed his heartfelt thoughts without pretension.

She had started to slowly understand some things: Senior Brother Bai was definitely not that simple.

Every move, every speech of Senior Brother Bai exuded a feeling that was hard to describe, a profound charm that should not appear on a cultivator with a little Talent but certainly not a genius.

Occasional silence, deep gaze, gave An Li the feeling of looking at a statue in a temple.

Senior Brother Bai... had too many stories.

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