The Cloud Country, a realm of countless mountains, is renowned for its towering peaks, particularly those where cities have taken root. Yet, those who have always dwelled amidst the mountains hold little fascination for scaling them. Thus, within Cloud Country, many peaks remain untouched, existing in their primal state.

Ye Qingyu led Jiang Anan to just such an nameless, humble mountain.

It was neither grand nor imposing, simply tranquil and remarkably ordinary. Jiang Anan’s wide eyes scanned the scene for a long while, failing to discern any amusement in it. Furthermore, the sky had already deepened into twilight, and the desolate mountain wilderness held a strange, gloomy aura.

“Sister Qingyu,” Jiang Anan tugged at her hand, “Did we perhaps come to the wrong place?”

Ye Qingyu gently placed a finger to her lips, “Shhh…”

“Wait a moment, it will be just right,” she murmured.

At that moment, the moon silently ascended into the heavens, casting its soft glow upon a face of exquisite beauty, lending it the ethereal grace of a flying immortal.

Jiang Anan tilted her small head back, momentarily captivated, “Sister, you are truly lovely.”

Ye Qingyu playfully bent her index finger and lightly brushed it against the child’s small nose, “Later, I shall give you fewer sweets, lest you become sugary to the point of cloying…”

“Not at all!” Jiang Anan protested urgently, “I am not sweet in the slightest, I am quite bitter!”

“Oh?” Ye Qingyu feigned surprise, teasing her, “How bitter?”

“As bitter as the fish my brother makes!” Jiang Anan blurted out.

Ye Qingyu was momentarily stunned, then couldn’t help but chuckle aloud, “It seems it must be truly bitter, then!”

Though no one else was around, Jiang Anan still furtively glanced left and right, then whispered, “Sister Qingyu, you must not write these words in a letter to my brother.”

“And why is that?” Ye Qingyu inquired, her eyes dancing with amusement.

“My brother always thinks he is very good at cooking. There was one time, when Great Junior Brother Tang Dun said his cooking was unpleasant, he became quite angry and even made Great Junior Brother Tang Dun practice for an extra three hours!”

Jiang Anan, being a child, could not truly grasp the meaning of “death.”

She knew that Ling He, Zhao Ru Cheng, Huang A Zhan, and Tang Dun were gone, but she still believed they had simply embarked on a long journey and would eventually return.

Thus, she could still speak of their names with natural ease.

Ye Qingyu, on the other hand, had not known Jiang Wang possessed such a “history,” and her eyes curved into crescents of laughter, “It seems your brother can be quite unreasonable, then.”

Jiang Anan grew a little shy again, “Actually, not entirely.”

While she might occasionally grumble, she was still unwilling to truly speak ill of Jiang Wang.

Ye Qingyu did not continue to tease her, simply prompting, “Look at the sky.”

Jiang Anan had just raised her head when she saw a cluster of resplendent light-flames whistling upwards.

“Bang!”

They exploded violently, instantly transforming into a rain of blossoms, a riot of colors, drifting gently downwards.

“Fireworks!” Jiang Anan exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately after, another cluster of light-flames soared skyward. This group was fiery red, and as it bloomed in the sky, it actually formed a beautiful phoenix, which flapped its wings a few times before gradually dissipating.

After the fiery red phoenix, a jade tree blossomed in the sky, like a forest carved from luminous, flowing jade, lifted into the heavens, resembling an immortal realm descending upon the mortal world.

The jade tree withered in an instant.

Then, a horse flew out, stepping on colorful clouds as it journeyed afar.

Dazzling and wondrous scenes bloomed in the sky, one after another.

Five lights and ten colors, vying for strangeness and splendor.

Jiang Anan watched, her eyes unblinking, utterly captivated.

Just as she was fully absorbed, the gorgeous spectacle in the night sky suddenly vanished, and the night sky returned to its original appearance.

Just as Jiang Anan thought it was all over, in the very next moment, a line of light-flame characters burst forth, illuminating the sky—

Jiang Anan is the cutest in the world!

“Ah!” Jiang Anan shyly covered her eyes.

Her pinky finger, however, subtly parted a gap.

She thus saw that the line of characters had changed again—

Jiang Anan is the best sister in the whole world!

And above that night sky, a white-robed figure, facing the wind, stepped upon the moon and arrived.

How familiar that figure was!

Jiang Anan instantly uncovered her small hands, both surprised and joyful, “Brother!”

Due to her excitement, her voice was slightly hoarse.

“Anan!”

Jiang Wang flew down, embracing little Anan in his arms.

Ye Qingyu stood to the side, even intentionally stepping back slightly to leave space for the long-separated siblings, simply smiling as she watched them.

From afar, Xiang Wang cast envious glances in their direction.

Earlier, Jiang Wang had been hiding there with him, preparing this surprise for Jiang Anan.

Those fireworks were all purchased by Jiang Wang in Linzi, incredibly exquisite items whose price was exorbitant, almost calculated in Dao Yuan Stones.

At this moment, he stood alone, watching this scene of brother and sister reuniting from afar.

There was some envy, some jealousy, some indignation at the unfairness.

“Hmph, such a show-off!”

But for some reason, his eyes felt a little sore.

He had no relatives; his only kin was his master.

But they had never embraced before, and now there would be no opportunity to embrace again.

“Anan,” Jiang Wang held little Anan, his voice slightly choked. To cover this choke, he said, “You seem to have gained some weight!”

Jiang Anan, who had been quietly nestled in her brother’s arms, suddenly struggled with effort, “I have not!”

Although she was still a small child, she was already sensitive about her weight.

Jiang Wang burst into laughter, his heart filled with happiness for a moment.

He allowed Jiang Anan to struggle out of his arms, only holding her small hand.

“Do you still remember? On the roof of our home in Feima Lane, how did you want to come?” Jiang Wang’s heart was infinitely soft at this moment, his voice also exceedingly gentle.

Jiang Anan didn’t speak, only nodded vigorously.

Jiang Wang then held her again, and with a step, he soared upwards!

On that roof all those years ago, Jiang Wang had promised her that when his Dao technique was successful, he would bring her flying.

Jiang Wang remembered clearly everything he had promised his sister.

An old promise, now fulfilled.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

That was the sound of wind caused by rapid flight.

Jiang Wang held Jiang Anan, quickly flying over the mountains, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher.

And the stars and moon above in the sky also grew closer and closer.

Jiang Anan’s eyes were full of excitement, shouting non-stop.

The winter moon was naturally cold, and the high sky was even more bitterly so. But the warm heat emanating from Jiang Wang’s body enveloped little Anan just right.

Allowing her, even in the cold night, to feel not a bit of chill.

With his current cultivation, how high could he fly?

Jiang Wang had never tested his own limits, and bringing Anan on a high flight made adventure even more impossible.

But at least for now, he still had strength to spare.

He felt he could go a little higher, a little higher, to make their agreement more perfectly complete, as if it could better make up for his regret of not being by Anan’s side for so long.

Jiang Anan’s excited shouts had stopped for a while.

Jiang Wang lowered his head to look at her in his arms, “Anan, are you afraid?”

Jiang Anan didn’t speak.

It was only then that he discovered little Anan was crying.

Her head was buried in his chest, her body shaking, crying silently and suppressively.

“What’s wrong?”

Jiang Wang instantly panicked, “What’s wrong, Anan? Tell Brother what’s wrong, are you uncomfortable?”

As he spoke, he hurriedly flew downwards again.

“Wu wu wu,” Jiang Anan tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, and in the ten thousand zhang high sky, she howled with tears, “I thought you didn’t want me anymore!”