After a while, a high mountain that pierced straight into the belly of the night sky appeared before Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao.

Upon seeing this mountain, Chen Hao immediately reined in his horse and exclaimed with a look of surprise, "Yuqiao, this mountain is so tall!"

Ye Yuqiao, who was lying in Chen Hao's embrace, opened her eyes, which were glittering with tears. But at that moment, Chen Hao couldn't see the tears in her eyes.

"This mountain is the one I mentioned to you before, the tallest in the Netherworld—the Not-High Mountain, totaling more than twenty thousand meters," Ye Yuqiao said with a somewhat raspy voice.

"Not-High Mountain!" Chen Hao smiled faintly, "It's obviously the tallest mountain in the world, yet it's called Not-High, which is indeed strange!"

At this moment, Chen Hao's attention was fully captivated by the highest peak between the worlds of yin and yang and he failed to notice the sadness in Ye Yuqiao's arms.

"Legend has it that a long time ago, the Not-High Mountain was indeed not tall, being the shortest compared to the surrounding mountains. However, later on, the Not-High Mountain gradually grew into the tallest mountain, while the surrounding mountains crumbled due to its rise," Ye Yuqiao explained.

"Listening to you, it sounds like this mountain has a life of its own," Chen Hao laughed, only now looking down at Ye Yuqiao.

However, by then the tears on Ye Yuqiao's face had been dried by the wind, leaving no trace. Her slightly reddened eyes did not betray whether they had reddened from tears or merely because of the cold wind that had blown into them.

"Indeed, it has life!" Ye Yuqiao smiled softly at Chen Hao, "The ancient region is the origin of all life in the Netherworld, everything here is alive, like the tall mountain before us, a tree below, or even an inconspicuous stone. The elders of the Netherworld call this area sacred ground to show respect for the land, to revere life and nature."

As she spoke, Ye Yuqiao raised her hand and gently caressed Chen Hao's face, which had been weathered by the wind and sun, and said with a laugh from her heart, "I feel that my Chen Hao is much like this tall mountain. When we first met, you were an inconspicuous, hot-tempered youngster, but now you have become a distinguished and well-known figure."

"I owe it all to you," Chen Hao said modestly, though his face bore a self-satisfied expression, "If you hadn't appeared, I can't even imagine what I'd be like now; it'd probably be really bad, maybe I wouldn't even have gotten into college. No, that's not right."

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Chen Hao's eyes: "If it weren't for you, I would have died in that car accident long ago."

"Then you could have been a carefree Yin Soul, not burdened with such heavy responsibilities like you are now."

"But what meaning would my life have had then?" Chen Hao frowned slightly and said, "Yuqiao, it's you who have made my life meaningful. No matter how hard or tiring it gets, I feel it's worth it, filled with motivation."

Ye Yuqiao was moved and smiled; in her heart, she thought that if she hadn't met Chen Hao, she wouldn't have witnessed the most splendid and wonderful fireworks of her life.

Even though they were fleeting, they were deeply etched in her heart.

"It would be great if we could go to the top of this mountain to have a look," Ye Yuqiao suddenly changed the subject.

"Yuqiao, do you want to conquer the tallest mountain between the worlds of yin and yang?"

"But don't you need to hurry to Wanhua Forest to cultivate the Nether King's Power?" Ye Yuqiao questioned.

Chen Hao reached out with his left hand and caressed Ye Yuqiao's head, saying, "Silly girl, you are the greatest meaning in my heart."

Having said that, Chen Hao pulled the reins and then dashed towards the summit of Not-High Mountain with Ye Yuqiao.

In his arms, Ye Yuqiao's eyes were brimming with tears once again.

One hour later, they reached the summit of Not-High Mountain, more than twenty thousand meters high, on their flying horse. After dismounting, they walked to the edge of a cliff and shouted loudly down below.

Looking over the Netherworld, Chen Hao felt sentimental and said, "Suddenly, everything else seems like floating clouds. I've always thought the world was vast and I was insignificant. But standing here, I suddenly feel that the world is so small and I am quite tall."

Ye Yuqiao gave a blurry smile, her hands hooked around Chen Hao's neck, and said, "Like a child."

"You too," Chen Hao gently nudged his nose against Ye Yuqiao's, "We're both children, in need of love. But you are younger than I am, so I will take care of you a bit more."

Ye Yuqiao closed her eyes, as Chen Hao's words gave her an urge to cry. So she held her breath, trying hard not to let her tears fall.

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By noon the next day, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao finally reached Wanhua Forest.

Looking at the bright sunshine sprinkling over the peaceful woods, a pleasant feeling naturally arose in their hearts.

Hand in hand, they walked into Wanhua Forest. After a few steps, Chen Hao began to look around and then said disappointingly, "Yuqiao, isn't this place called Wanhua Forest? Why don't I see a single flower, only green everywhere?"

Ye Yuqiao laughed lightly and bent down to pick up a stone from the grass. She threw it toward a lush patch of grass.

"Yiya!" Suddenly, two crisp and melodious cries rang out, revealing a scene Chen Hao hadn't anticipated. The clump of grass dispersed into more than a dozen sections, scattering in all directions, just where the stone had hit it.

"Look," Ye Yuqiao said excitedly, pointing to one clump of grass, "it has four very short legs under its feet!"

"This is incredible!" Chen Hao exclaimed, realizing that these short-legged plants were the flower spirits Ye Yuqiao had mentioned to him.

Right away, he let go of Ye Yuqiao's hand, intending to catch a flower spirit for her. But he'd only run a few steps when he triggered the appearance of a large group of hidden flower spirits around him. In an instant, his eyes were filled with a whirlwind of green.

The flower spirit he'd noticed ran faster and faster, and Chen Hao saw that a flower suddenly sprouted on top of its head, changing colors rapidly with its speed.

"So that's how it is!" Chen Hao said, immediately employing his Qinggong to flit about the forest. Startled by him, more and more flower spirits bloomed atop their heads. For a moment, a myriad of colors burst forth, breathtakingly beautiful like a vivid flowing oil painting.

"Yuqiao, isn't it beautiful?" Chen Hao said, turning his head to look at Ye Yuqiao.

At that moment, Ye Yuqiao's face bore a gentle smile, clearly fond of the beautiful scene before her. As she turned to Chen Hao, about to speak, a flower spirit suddenly landed on her head.

She froze immediately, with an aura of mild panic that Chen Hao found utterly endearing.

After chasing the flower spirits for a while, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao found a sunny patch of grass to lie down.

Chen Hao fell asleep before he knew it.

After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, Ye Yuqiao's tearful face was right in front of him.

"Yuqiao, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Chen Hao, I'm sorry," Ye Yuqiao shook her head.

"If I could choose..."

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