Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years-Chapter 429 - : A Million Years Ago (1)
Chapter 429: A Million Years Ago (1)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Qingshan left the great hall with the little fox. They didn’t go far but stopped on a mountain peak within the Fox Race Sanctuary.
This mountain peak towered into the sky, covered in snow all year round, unlike the mid-mountain and foothills below.
Li Qingshan had some things to say to the little fox, considering they were about to be separated for ten years.
This short decade was insignificant for Li Qingshan, who often went into long periods of closed-door cultivation lasting hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.
But it was different for the little fox.
Since her birth, the longest she had been separated from Li Qingshan was during the time when he ascended to the Immortal Plane from the Dimensional Battlefield, which took more than a decade.
After that separation, Li Qingshan noticed that the little fox became even more dependent on him.
The first person the little fox saw after birth was Li Qingshan, having never even seen her mother.
Thus, she was especially attached to Li Qingshan.
Now, coming to this unfamiliar environment, Li Qingshan naturally wanted to comfort her well.
The mountain stood as always, as the sunset was red.
In the distance, a large expanse of rosy clouds enveloped the sky and earth. The sunset looked like a shy girl’s face, blushing with a red hue, gradually spreading and painting half the sky. The afterglow spread like brocade.
The snow beneath their feet piled up, creating a silver-covered landscape. The human and the fox left a trail of footprints in the snow, with tiny snowflakes falling from the sky, reflecting the sunset, and creating an infinitely beautiful scenery.
Suddenly, the little fox tightly hugged Li Qingshan’s neck without saying a word, showing her deep reliance on him.
Li Qingshan accompanied the little fox, appreciating the beautiful sunset. Suddenly, he said with emotion, “In ten years, you should be holding my arm, chattering away about the beauty of the sunset.”
The little fox’s expression softened as she looked at the sunset, finding it extraordinarily beautiful. She pouted and asked, “How many times will you come to see me in these ten years?”
“If there’s nothing urgent, once a year. If something comes up, then I don’t know,” Li Qingshan replied gently.
“That’s it then, you’ll be delayed by something,” the little fox sighed.
“Don’t worry, even if I do get delayed, I’ll have Little Nine and the others come to see you,” Li Qingshan said with a smile.
“Hmph,” the little fox snorted softly.
They enjoyed the sunset together, savoring a moment of calm. When the sunset faded, stars filled the sky, and the moon appeared, Li Qingshan lit a campfire and roasted a rabbit.
The little fox watched from the side.
The campfire’s light painted his face red. Even after a hundred years, the little fox never tired of looking at him. Instead, she felt deeply infatuated.
In her life, Li Qingshan was her everything.
From birth until now, no matter what happened, her first thought was always of Li Qingshan.
Seeing Li Qingshan trying to ease her mood by watching the sunset with her and roasting a rabbit, the little fox felt deeply moved.
“This time, I must transform,” the little fox resolved inwardly.
Unaware of her thoughts, Li Qingshan handed her half of the roasted rabbit.
“Eat. Starting tomorrow, you must work hard to transform,” Li Qingshan said.
The little fox took a bite, chewed a few times, swallowed, and then remarked, “It’s okay, but not as good as Xia Wuji’s cooking.”
Li Qingshan didn’t get angry. He smiled slightly and said, “That’s true. Xia Wuji is an expert in this field, and I can’t compare to him.”
The little fox asked curiously, “You’ve been in the Immortal Plane for twenty years. Haven’t you reunited?”
Li Qingshan shook his head, with a hint of reminiscence, recalling the events in the Dimensional Battlefield.
For the little fox, it had been twenty years.
For Li Qingshan, it had been hundreds of thousands of years.
He had lived through such a long time in the stretched path of time that now, recalling the Dimensional Battlefield, even though only twenty years had passed in reality, it felt like an eternity.
Back then, in the Dimensional Battlefield, Xia Wuji, the Heavenly Emperor, Immortal Northstar, and Li Qingshan had become friends, helping each other and sharing joyous moments.
But after entering the Immortal Plane, Xia Wuji, the Heavenly Emperor, and Immortal Northstar had all vanished without a trace.
Li Qingshan knew that Xia Wuji had inherited the legacy of the Kunlun Immortal, the Heavenly Emperor had obtained the Gate of Xuanpin, and Immortal Northstar was a reincarnated immortal.
After entering the Immortal Plane, they did not join the Celestial Court but pursued their own fortunes.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed. Li Qingshan had made a significant name for himself in the Immortal Plane, becoming the new master of the Celestial Court. Yet, there was no news of Xia Wuji or the others, much like Hua Yun, as if they had vanished into the vast sea.
“I wonder where they are now?” the little fox said nostalgically, recalling the times in the Dimensional Battlefield when they all ate meat, drank, chatted, and played together. Those were happy times for her.
Especially the Heavenly Emperor, whom the little fox liked a lot.
“They should be diligently cultivating. In the years to come, there will be news. You should focus on your transformation now. When we meet again, surprise them,” Li Qingshan said, patting the little fox’s forehead.
“Okay.” The little fox nodded firmly.
That night, the breeze was gentle, the moonlight enchanting, and the stars bright, casting Li Qingshan’s shadow long.
Occasionally, a silver fox could be seen hopping around Li Qingshan’s shadow, carefree and joyful.
The snowy white little fox turned silver under the moonlight. At that moment, the full moon, snowy ground, silver fox, and young man formed a magnificent landscape painting.
