Now we are truly living a good life.

At the Northern Heavenly Gate, Di Haoran had been busy handling various matters these past few days.

Upon his return, the first thing he did was let the group from the Wildlands rest properly, then he convened a meeting to review and analyze the events, summarizing the key points.

He compiled all the useful intelligence gathered.

Finally, he personally rewarded those who participated in the mission.

Everyone received something, though the value varied—yet no one complained.

After dealing with these matters, Di Haoran still had important tasks ahead.

He needed to further strengthen the Northern Heavenly Gate, fearing the Beast Lord might return seeking revenge.

However, he was overthinking it—the Beast Lord wasn’t yet prepared.

The Beast Lord knew an attack was inevitable, but there would only be one chance.

Success would mean dominance for the demonic beasts; failure would bring even greater ruin. Thus, careful deliberation and thorough preparation were essential.

The one who gained the most from this Wildlands expedition was undoubtedly Lin Xuan.

His reputation soared once again—inheriting a celestial legacy? Others were practically green with envy.

Lin Xuan allowed himself a small moment of pride, but thinking of Su Luo, he knew he had to keep striving.

Of course, Lin Xuan wasn’t the only one who benefited. Others who entered the celestial legacy also gained some opportunities, though none compared to his.

In a way, humanity had grown slightly stronger.

After the Wildlands journey concluded, most returned to where they came from.

But Lin Xuan didn’t follow the majority back to the Seven Stars Sword Sect. Instead, he stayed in the north, venturing out alone to train.

---

Meanwhile, Su Luo awoke to find Li Siyi beside him.

"You’re awake?" Li Siyi’s hand was gently stroking his face.

"Yeah. Don’t tell me you want more."

"Are you really that weak?"

"Your master already came by."

"Oh, I see." Li Siyi instantly understood.

That explained it.

Though she hadn’t witnessed it herself, Jiang Ningshu had mentioned a few things.

No one was more insatiable than their master.

Then Li Siyi indulged once more.

Only after satisfying herself did she and Su Luo dress and step outside.

Little Yu was cultivating.

Jiang Ningshu was lounging lazily.

Nangong Xiyun was teasing Xiao Pa.

Though each was occupied, they still kept an eye on the room, intentionally or not.

"I thought you’d take much longer," Jiang Ningshu teased.

"Not at all," Li Siyi replied with a smile.

She could handle the teasing without losing her composure.

Though all five of them were present, there wasn’t anything particularly pressing to do.

The celebration banquet from the other day had already covered the festivities.

So the next few days passed uneventfully.

Chatting, lazing about, tending to personal matters—and spending time with Su Luo.

They lived simply, enjoying a peaceful domestic life without any wild antics.

Group activities were still too advanced for them.

Despite her reluctance, Li Siyi eventually said, "I should head back."

"Oh? What for?" Su Luo asked.

It wasn’t that he wanted to stop her—he was genuinely curious.

Su Luo rarely paid attention to Li Siyi’s responsibilities.

"I am a Seven Stars Sword Sect elder, you know. There’s plenty to handle."

Su Luo nodded in understanding.

Having lived through multiple cycles, he was all too familiar with these affairs—once, he’d even become the sect’s leader himself.

Jiang Ningshu scoffed. "So what if you’re an elder? No need to rush. We’ve got a certain idle peak master here too."

"Jiang Ningshu, fight me," Nangong Xiyun snapped, unwilling to let it slide.

"Bring it on."

And just like that, they went outside to spar.

A little exercise never hurt.

Neither Jiang Ningshu nor Nangong Xiyun held back, even though they both cared deeply for Su Luo. That didn’t mean they couldn’t clash.

Of course, they kept it civil—nothing that would put Su Luo in an awkward position.

Su Luo didn’t take sides either. If they wanted to fight, so be it.

Turning to Li Siyi, Su Luo said, "It’s good to have goals. Better than us lazybones."

"I think so too. I’ll miss you."

Su Luo understood. Li Siyi was still young—it was natural for her to want to achieve more.

Su Luo, having lived through countless cycles, had long since lost that drive. Jiang Ningshu and Nangong Xiyun, too, had seen much in their long lives, leaving them content to idle.

As for Little Yu, she simply wanted to stay by Su Luo’s side, never growing tired of it. Other pursuits held little interest for her.

Su Luo didn’t push her. If Little Yu wasn’t interested, so be it.

"I’m off. These past few days have been relaxing."

"Glad to hear it. If anyone gives you trouble, just beat them up. We’ve got your back."

Elders had to deal with plenty of frustrations—politics and social niceties weren’t always smooth.

But Su Luo wanted Li Siyi to know: she had their full support.

"Hah, then why don’t you come help me?"

"No way."

Su Luo would rather laze around than deal with responsibilities.

"Fine."

With a final kiss, Li Siyi departed, rejoining the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s main group.

Su Luo and Little Yu waved her off.

Now, only the two of them remained.

Little Yu initially tried to strike up a conversation, but the topic kept drifting.

Growing anxious—this was rare alone time, after all—she gave up and simply pulled Su Luo inside.

She had to seize the moment. With everyone around before, she’d been too shy, even when others deliberately gave her space with Su Luo.

Knowing others were nearby made her too embarrassed to do more than sleep beside him.

But now, with this opening, Little Yu made up for lost time.

Some time later, Jiang Ningshu and Nangong Xiyun returned from their fight.

They didn’t need to look to know what was happening.

"Seems we didn’t fight enough," Jiang Ningshu remarked.

"Agreed. Let’s go again," Nangong Xiyun said.

And off they went to spar once more.

---

Several more days passed.

Su Luo opened his diary.

[Lin Xuan has likely gained tremendous power from the celestial legacy. Time for the next plot.]

[What’s a protagonist without some glory-seeking after a power-up?]

[The perfect stage for Lin Xuan to shine? Our old friend, the East Extreme Demon Lord.]

[Well, the East Extreme Demon Lord is dead, but no matter—I’ll play the part. Last time, Nangong Xiyun had to fill in due to lack of manpower, but now I’m free.]

[...]

[Lin Xuan erupts with power, delivering the final blow to the East Extreme Demon Lord in a stunning reversal.]

Su Luo closed the diary.

[Diary entry completed. Reward: Constitution +1, Strength +4, cultivation breakthrough—current realm: Early Tribulation Transcendence.]

Su Luo wasn’t particularly excited about the power boost.

He glanced at the sky—not even a tribulation lightning strike. Just a smooth, uneventful breakthrough.

Had he broken through via demonic methods in the plot, he’d have needed countless life-saving treasures, and even then, he’d barely survive the heavenly tribulation.

Life has truly become prosperous now.

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