The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Wei Wuxian looked at Wuxin's bald head and couldn't help but say, "Brother Wuxin, would you like to consider growing your hair? After all, you are not a real monk."

"Don't I look good like this, senior brother?" Wuxin raised his hand and touched his forehead, asking in confusion.

“It’s beautiful, but I’m worried that if you go to heaven like this, you’ll be taken directly to the west!” Wei Wuxian’s voice was full of ridicule.

Wuxin glared at Wei Wuxian helplessly. Just as he was about to retort, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Emperor Donghua. Seeing that he nodded to him seriously, he was speechless.

“I think what Wuxian said makes sense. If you do this…” Emperor Donghua even glanced at his head before continuing, “it is indeed easy to be misunderstood.”

"Master!" Wuxin looked at Emperor Donghua aggrievedly.

“Hahaha~ Junior brother, look, Master has said so, why don’t you grow your hair long! Hahaha~” Wei Wuxian couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Big Brother!” Wuxin called out to Wei Wuxian with some embarrassment.

“Haha~, Junior Brother, there’s no need to be angry. I won’t laugh anymore!” Wei Wuxian tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his lips.

Seeing Wei Wuxian's smile that he couldn't suppress, Wuxin felt helpless and couldn't help but touch his head again, his expression somewhat conflicted.

Emperor Donghua stretched out a hand and tapped Wuxin Guang on the forehead. Hearing a crisp sound, his brows couldn't help but relax.

"This is actually not bad!" Emperor Donghua's voice contained a hint of smile.

"Master!" Wuxin covered the place where he was hit, his eyes full of accusation.

Seeing Emperor Donghua's little trick, Wei Wuxian looked at Wuxin's head and also felt eager to try.

“Wei Ying!” Lan Wangji grabbed his restless hand, his eyes full of disapproval.

“Lan Zhan.” Understanding what Lan Wangji wanted to express, Wei Wuxian touched the bridge of his nose guiltily.

The mission in this world is only one step away from completion. Now they just have to wait for Feixuan, the next headmaster of Wangcheng Mountain, to grow up.

So, Emperor Donghua and his three disciples stayed in Bihai Cangling and did not go out again.

In addition to normal training, Emperor Donghua would also teach them some special spells and the forging of magical instruments, such as the Stacking Universe Technique.

Apart from that, Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and Wuxin spent the rest of their time accompanying Emperor Donghua in making tea, playing chess and fishing, and their days were quite leisurely and comfortable.

Feixuan's dream since childhood was to become Beili's national teacher. After he came of age, he officially took over the position of national teacher from Qi Tianchen.

He served as the imperial teacher in the Imperial Observatory for ten years. After fulfilling his childhood dream, he officially resigned at the age of thirty and returned to Wangcheng Mountain to take on his responsibilities.

When Zhao Yuzhen passed the position of headmaster to Feixuan, Emperor Donghua and his three disciples went to watch the ceremony.

After watching the Taoist luck on Zhao Yuzhen continuously drifting towards Feixuan, Emperor Donghua knew that his mission this time was accomplished.

After the succession ceremony was completed, Emperor Donghua went directly to the Heavenly Dao Space.

“Wuxin, do you want to go say goodbye to your friends?” Wei Wuxian asked.

Emperor Donghua suddenly disappeared, and Wei Wuxian and the other three realized that they were about to leave this small world.

Wu Xin was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted and said with a smile, "It's time to say goodbye, two brothers, I'm leaving first."

“Okay.” Wei Wuxian responded, and he and Lan Wangji watched him disappear.

“Lan Zhan, let’s go check on Zhao Yuzhen,” Wei Wuxian suggested.

"Yeah." Lan Wangji naturally wouldn't object.