On the precipice of the cliff, amidst the fierce cold wind.
Lu Chengfeng and Zhu Yuxian stood side by side, gazing out at the vast mountains and rivers.
"Master, do immortals really exist in this world?"
Zhu Yuxian chuckled softly and asked, "What do you think an immortal is?"
Lu Chengfeng thought for a moment and said, "Eternal life, flying through the sky, moving mountains and filling seas?"
"What you're describing is the worldly imagination of immortals and the abilities attributed to them in myth and legend," Zhu Yuxian said. "The so-called immortal, a person on the mountain is an immortal."
"A person on the mountain is an immortal?" Lu Chengfeng repeated, asking with some confusion.
Zhu Yuxian pointed to the sky, "A person on the mountain is closer to the heavens, so an immortal is one who ascends to the heavens."
"A Celestial Human?" Lu Chengfeng blurted out.
