In the blink of an eye, Leng Yue had been living on Suxian Mountain for more than a month. Her complexion had faded slightly, but her figure remained unchanged.

Leng Yue had been living in Liuyun Cave. During that time, the white-bearded old man came several times, seemingly looking for her, but he never found her.

Su Yue enjoyed patrolling the mountain, but only on certain days. Once the time was up, no matter what he was doing at the time, he would immediately leave his cave. Leng Yue didn't know why Su Yue, as the god of a mountain, had to patrol the mountain personally. She had always wanted to ask, but hadn't found a suitable opportunity.

Besides patrolling the mountains, Su Yue's favorite thing was listening to Leng Yue tell him stories from "Journey to the West." Of course, Leng Yue didn't tell the original story; she told him stories from TV dramas and movies. She would tell him whatever came to mind, and sometimes, when she was in a good mood, she would even add her own impromptu additions.

Of course, among all the versions, Su Yue's favorite lines are "Eldest brother, Master has been captured by a monster," "Second brother, Master has been captured by a monster," and "Eldest brother, Second brother and Master have been captured by a monster."

Every time, Su Yue would have Leng Yue perform it in his affected manner, and he would always burst into laughter afterward. Only at these times did Leng Yue feel that Su Yue was most relaxed.

Su Yue always appeared aloof and unapproachable to outsiders. Perhaps the celestial essence beneath his feathered robes made him an unattainable figure for the people of Su Xian Mountain. Perhaps he was both the faith and the rule of Su Xian Mountain.

The people of Suxian Mountain have complex feelings towards Su Yue; some admire him, some revere him, some fear him, and some even hate him. Once outside Liuyun Cave, Su Yue's every word and action is under intense scrutiny, requiring everyone to be extremely cautious.

Back at Liuyun Cave, Su Yue was mostly sorrowful and grief-stricken. For some reason, Leng Yue could always sense a tangible sadness emanating from him, faint yet incredibly powerful.

Su Yue only smiles when Leng Yue tells him stories. At that moment, he is like an innocent boy, simple, pure, and happy.

For some reason, Leng Yue suddenly felt agitated and couldn't concentrate on her cultivation. So she stopped and regulated her breathing, then sat in the flower basket and played with the petals.

"What's wrong? Are you bored? Do you want to come down the mountain with me?" Su Yue returned from outside the cave and saw Leng Yue looking listless.

Leng Yue squinted at Su Yue, "Are you happy?"

Su Yue nodded. "Today is the Su Xian Festival at Su Xian Mountain. It will be very lively at the foot of the mountain. How about it, do you want to go and see for yourself?"

Leng Yue also became interested. After being here for so long, she could finally go down the mountain openly for a stroll. Before, Leng Yue had been trying to go out and gather information, but every time she did, she would run into that white-bearded old man.

No matter which direction Leng Yue descended the mountain from, or whether she was invisible or flying through the air on a bamboo dragonfly, the white-bearded old man could always pinpoint her location with pinpoint accuracy, as if he had a GPS tracking system installed on her. If Leng Yue hadn't always reacted quickly and run fast, she probably would have been found by the white-bearded old man long ago.

Strangely enough, as long as Leng Yue stayed inside the Flowing Cloud Cave, the old man couldn't sense her no matter what she did. But as soon as she left the cave, the old man would come like a police dog, sniffing her out. More accurately, he came following her scent. But what exactly was that scent, and why?

After several attempts, Leng Yue gave up. She even begged Su Yue to go on patrol with her, but Su Yue always refused. So, she could only stay obediently in Liuyun Cave.

"Really?" Leng Yue couldn't believe that Su Yue would take her out on his own initiative.

Su Yue nodded, "Of course it's true. After all, today is the Su Xian Festival. How can we not join in the fun? Besides, I also want to take you to see the festival of Su Xian Mountain. This is something that doesn't exist in the human world. You've definitely never seen it before."

Leng Yue had previously discussed her origins with him. Su Yue and Shen both said that the other side was the human realm. Although Leng Yue hadn't actually seen anything in the human realm, nor had she stayed there for long, this place was, in a way, Leng Yue's origin!

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!" Leng Yue shouted excitedly, jumping around in the flower basket like a child.

"Don't rush, we still need to wait a bit. I am a dignified mountain god, how can I appear so early?" Su Yue put his hands behind his back, as proud as a peacock.

Leng Yue pouted and muttered under her breath, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You made me happy for nothing."

"What?" Su Yue drawled, adopting the majesty of a mountain god. "What? Are you dissatisfied?"

Leng Yue dared not express any dissatisfaction, and quickly put on a smiling face, "No, no, how could I dare to have such thoughts? No, no, not at all!"

Su Yue nodded in satisfaction, "You're smart! This mountain god is the grand finale, how could I just show up like that?"

Leng Yue fell silent, only muttering to herself as she lay in the flower basket. The grand finale—wasn't that the last one to appear? Didn't that mean their time was very short? Sigh, I really don't know what she could possibly do outside?

“However, things don’t always have to stay the same!” Su Yue suddenly became mysterious again, raising his eyebrows as he looked at Leng Yue. “But, it depends on what some people will do!”

Leng Yue sat up abruptly. "What do you want? What will it take for you to agree? Do you want me to serve you tea and water, or massage your legs and back?"

After Leng Yue finished speaking, she looked at her hands and feet, somewhat embarrassed, "But I'm so small, I can't do it!"

Su Yue shook his head. "You forgot, you can tell stories!"

"Oh, that's easy. I'll tell you now, and then we'll set off." As soon as Leng Yue heard that Su Yue wanted to hear a story, it was a piece of cake. She sat cross-legged and prepared to begin.

“Wait, I have a request this time,” Su Yue stopped Leng Yue. “This time I want to hear something I’ve never heard before, it has to be real, and it has to involve feelings, and…”

"Why are there so many demands? Is this still storytelling?" Leng Yue's face darkened as she listened. Was this some kind of attempt to ruin the event? Where was the attitude of someone who wanted to listen to a story?

"Hehe, say it or not, it's up to you." Su Yue seized the opportunity and acted all high and mighty.

Leng Yue was furious, but finally succumbed to Su Yue's tyranny and actually started thinking seriously. After much thought, Leng Yue still couldn't figure out which of her love stories were true. Finally, gritting her teeth, Leng Yue told him her story with Qian Chen.

I can't speak for anything else, but their story is definitely true. Even in this world where ghosts and spirits exist, Leng Yue dares to swear to heaven that she wasn't lying.

Leng Yue cleared her throat and began to recount her story of how she and Qian Chen met, fell in love, and ultimately separated. The story was long, but Leng Yue spoke very briefly, because she was eager to finish and leave.

Although Leng Yue spoke concisely, Su Yue remained silent. Just when Leng Yue thought Su Yue would find her story too short and uninteresting, and would be dissatisfied, Su Yue spoke up, "This story shouldn't be considered a story, right?"

Leng Yue froze for a moment, then forced a smile. "Didn't you say you wanted to hear the truth?"

"Hmm," Su Yue said to Leng Yue after a long silence, "That's good, let's go!"

Leng Yue was confused. Good? What's good? Is it the story, or the people and events in the story?