Human Realm.
A yellow cow cart wobbled down the country road.
Jian held a grass whip, and at the crossroads, he gently cracked it in the air. The old yellow cow turned with great spiritual intuition.
Sally sat beside Jian, eyes closed in cultivation.
The earthy fragrance of grass and wood from the fields filled her being, and her mind was exceptionally calm.
Stillness breeds wisdom, and her long-stagnant Cultivation Realm began to grow slowly.
Jian occasionally glanced at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.
[Host, the Main System needs you.]
[What's up?]
[The Main System didn't say.]
Sally opened her eyes and looked at Jian beside her.
"What's wrong?" Jian asked.
Sally took out a plain band Space Ring from the System Space and placed it on Jian's left middle finger.
Jian looked at the ring. It wasn't large. "What does this mean?" Suddenly, his eyes gleamed as he looked at Sally, "Are you proposing to me? I accept!"
Sally: "… You're overthinking this."
