Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

Upon arriving at Baiwei Plaza, one is immediately greeted by a bustling crowd and the clamor of the city.

Many passersby were surprised to see the large group of demon students who maintained their original forms and had different auras, but they did not panic. The alliance had already widely announced the start of exchanges between the two races, and most people were mentally prepared.

Qin Le told the demon students to disperse and choose the food that interested them.

They did not resist—within the square, they could still clearly feel the Daoist aura emanating from Qin Le, so they confidently went to explore in twos and threes.

Qin Le, on the other hand, had a clear goal and went straight to a beverage stall, ordering a cup of lemon tea with less sugar.

Luo Qiuyue, who was traveling with him, saw this and was quite certain in her heart: this guy is definitely a seasoned foodie.

It's not that he's particularly good at tasting food, but rather that he clearly understands the principles of sustainable eating—a cup of low-sugar lemon tea is both appetizing and refreshing, allowing him to maintain a good appetite while eating.

Although Luo Qiuyue found it amusing, she followed suit and ordered the same drink.

The two strolled along the food stalls, their hands soon filled with various packaged foods.

Just as the young owner of a grilled squid stall, busy at work, looked up and saw them, a look of surprise on his face:

"Qin Le? You two... are you on a date?"

The owner was a young man who looked to be about their age. He wore an apron and skillfully flipped the squid tentacles on the scorching hot iron plate with a spatula, making a sizzling sound and filling the air with a delicious aroma.

Qin Le recognized him—Situ Chuan, her classmate in high school, whom she often consulted on cultivation issues back then.

"No," Qin Le shook his head with a smile, "I'm guiding her in her cultivation."

"Oh, I see." Situ Chuan suddenly realized, his hands still busy, and said enthusiastically, "Grilled squid, how about some? It's freshly arrived."

"Five skewers, mildly spicy, please." Qin Le placed his order and casually took out his phone to scan the QR code and pay with spirit stones.

In this era, even street stalls have long since adopted mobile payment methods using spirit stones.

Hearing Qin Le's straightforward "no," Luo Qiuyue felt a slight pang of disappointment, but she quickly composed herself.

She glanced at Situ Chuan, who was busy at work, and couldn't help but ask:

"You're doing business here... do you even have time to cultivate?"

In her view, even if one fails to enter university, one should not easily give up cultivation or the pursuit of immortality.

As Situ Chuan sprinkled seasoning on the squid, he laughed and said, "Hey, with my 30% or so level of friendliness, no matter how hard I try, it's probably hard to make any further progress. I might as well find something I can really enjoy doing."

"I see..." Luo Qiuyue didn't know what to say for a moment.

Because Situ Chuan's smile was bright and natural, without a trace of reluctance or bitterness—he truly enjoyed this life of running a small stall and interacting with people.

In this era of cultivating immortality, no one is forced to work just to survive.

People who choose to work are either restless or genuinely enjoy it.

After all, those who graduated from high school and failed to pursue further education all possess some level of cultivation, having already reached the state of abstinence from grains.

As for a place to live? It's even simpler—there's plenty of wasteland outside the city, and a few spells can build a small hut.

If you're really short on spirit stones, wait for the Wanbao Secret Realm to open once every five years; going in once will surely bring you considerable gains.

If you can't even be bothered to seize such a free opportunity, then you'll live a miserable life, and you really can't blame anyone else.

After browsing through a few more stalls and acquiring some snacks, Qin Le and Luo Qiuyue found a public rest area to sit down and begin enjoying their spoils.

Luo Qiuyue took a bite of the fried skewer in her hand and looked at Qin Le: "You... did you bring me here on purpose?"

Situ Chuan's words showed her another way of life and made her start to think: what exactly are these people who run businesses and work in the square pursuing?

Qin Le was busy with a skewer of grilled squid when he heard this and smiled: "Don't you think this place is a continuation of a certain aspect of the mortal era? Life is full of different aspects, everyone has their own way of living, and everyone has their own pursuits."

"..." Luo Qiuyue remained silent.

Of course, not all the people working and running businesses here have given up their obsession with immortality like Situ Chuan. Among them are many who are still accumulating resources and moving forward quietly in their own way.

Thanks to Qin Le's guidance, she witnessed the magnificent side of humanity's ability to accumulate small achievements and create miracles.

Bringing her here by Qin Le, she witnessed the ordinary side of life, with its joys and sorrows.

Both aspects seem to be an inseparable part of the humanitarian spirit.

After all, people are neither plants nor machines, so how can everyone be the same and pursue uniformity?

A thousand people, a thousand faces; that's the norm.

Otherwise, how could we say that those who walk different paths cannot work together?

They spent the entire day at Baiwei Square, and it wasn't until evening that the two reunited with the returning demon classmates, boarded the bus, and headed to the hotel arranged by the Alliance.

In the car, Luo Qiuyue looked at Qin Le beside her and asked, "Where are we going tomorrow?"

What she had seen and heard throughout the day had indeed deepened her understanding of humanitarianism. She began to believe that Qin Le's experiential learning journey might actually be effective.

Qin Le smiled, a smile that seemed to carry a hint of malice: "I ate a bit too much today, tomorrow... I'll go exercise."

"Okay, whatever you say."

Luo Qiuyue was unaware of the deeper meaning behind that smile. Today's gains gave her more trust in Qin Le's arrangements.

The next morning, the group left the hotel and boarded the bus again. The vehicle drove onto the highway, gradually leaving the bustling capital city behind.

Looking at the scenery rushing past the window, Luo Qiuyue asked again, "So, where are we going today?"

"It's nothing," Qin Le leaned back in his chair, his tone relaxed. "Just going hiking, getting some exercise."

"Mountain climbing?" Luo Qiuyue was somewhat speechless: "I thought you were talking about some kind of special 'sport'."

In her view, even for ordinary people, climbing mountains is not difficult; it's just a matter of time and effort.

"You'll know when we get there," Qin Le said, offering no further explanation.

Climbing mountains is indeed not difficult; anyone can do it. But it also depends on what kind of mountain you're climbing.

The peak that Qin Le chose, though not the kind of perilous peak that no mortals could ever reach, was by no means one that ordinary tourists could easily conquer.

At least for Luo Qiuyue, whose spiritual power was completely sealed and who had not undergone any special physical training, climbing that mountain would not be easy.

Luo Qiuyue didn't ask any more questions, but simply gazed quietly out the window. People in the mortal era also used seemingly slow means of transportation to travel to distant places.

High-speed trains and airplanes are certainly faster, but this bumpy bus has also carried countless people's journeys and expectations.

Around 1 p.m., the bus finally came to a slow stop.

Qin Le, Luo Qiuyue, and their demon classmates got off the bus one after another.

Before me stands a majestic green mountain, silent and solemn.

Qin Le glanced at Luo Qiuyue beside her and smiled slightly:

"Let's begin."

"it is good."

Luo Qiuyue nodded, looked up at the winding stone steps, unaware of what she was about to face.