Chaos Spirit Field

Tan Tai Fengtian stood there, frozen in place like a statue, bewildered and bewildered. He couldn't comprehend the deeper meaning of Tan Tai Mie Ming's action. Was it a warning to others? The blood-soaked, scattered corpses filled the ground. They were all fellow Daoists who had once struggled alongside him in the Land of Absolute Spirits. Their deaths were like a knife, a agonizing sight. It was a pity that the team he had painstakingly assembled was destroyed before it could even begin to function.

At this time, the Third Elder whispered to Tan Tai Fengtian, "Fengtian, stop looking and go home. This is our son Yulong."

Tan Tai Yu Long simply glanced at Tan Tai Feng Tian without saying a word. Instead, he silently picked up the wine jug and took a sip. Deep down, he was filled with disappointment, because the image of the great, upright, and righteous father his mother had described was completely different from the person he saw before him.

Tantai Fengtian was furious and scolded, "Wanru, look at the good son you raised! He is so disrespectful to his elders that he won't even call him daddy. This is outrageous!"

However, Tantai Yulong was already slightly tipsy, and replied with hazy eyes: "You don't deserve it!"

"You bastard! Today I'll let you know who's the boss! Wanru, don't try to stop me. Forget it this time, let's go!"

Tan Tai Fengtian had originally intended to vent his frustration on Tan Tai Yulong, but who knew the other man's aura, revealed to be even stronger than his own, startled him and instantly cowered, his face showing embarrassment as he quickly found a way out. The Third Elder was speechless, wondering when her husband had become so shameless.

The two elders of the Qingniu Sect approached Tantai Mieming and explained, "Mieming, please don't believe Tantai Fengtian's nonsense. We didn't order him to deal with you back then."

Tan Tai Mieming looked at them coldly and replied calmly, "There's no need to talk about the past. Keep a close eye on Tan Tai Fengtian. If he dares to do anything detrimental to the sect, he will be executed immediately. But if nothing seems to be wrong, don't act rashly. After all, Tan Tai Yulong has already reached the Nascent Soul stage."

"As you command!" The two elders responded respectfully and turned to leave. After they left, Tan Tai Mieming's thoughts drifted away, and rumors about Zhao Shanhe surfaced in his mind. Those rumors were truly outrageous and unbelievable. He thought to himself, if these rumors were true, then the boy should be back soon.

Zhao Shanhe piloted the spirit boat to Dongzhou. Their first stop was the capital of Daliang, where the family was to visit their eldest brother, Zhao Shanjiang's grave. Yang Xiaozhu and his wife were also going to pay their respects to their father-in-law, Luo Tian. After a few days in the capital, they continued their journey.

At the Qingniu Sect's mountain gate, the group slowly paused. Time had flown by, and now things had changed, and everyone was no longer the same. Zhao Shanhe's only proof of his identity had long been taken away by Master Turtle at Myriad Monsters Mountain. Zhao Shanhu and Yang Xiaochan's identity tokens had also become useless after the Qingniu Sect's reforms.

Zhao Shanhe didn't embarrass the disciples in front of him. He just said calmly, "Please let them know that Zhao Shanhe wants to see you."

The disciple of the mountain sect felt that the name was very familiar. He did not dare to neglect it and quickly reported the matter to his superiors: "Master, there is a man outside the gate who calls himself Zhao Shanhe and brings a group of people to see you."

Before he finished speaking, the sect hall erupted in excitement. Sect Leader Tan Tai Fengtian rushed out like an arrow, but it was Tan Tai Mieming who arrived first. After all, he had a higher level of cultivation and was naturally faster.

Tan Tai Mieming came forward with a smile on his face and said, "You little brat, you're already at the door, why don't you come in? You even need someone to pass on a message. Yang Xiaochan, long time no see! Shan Hu, you didn't even say hello to Grandpa Gan when you saw him. What are these people's names?"

"Yang Xiaochan pays homage to the Sect Master, and Zhao Shanhu pays homage to Grandpa."

After everyone had exchanged greetings, Tan Tai Feng Du finally arrived. Tan Tai Mieming couldn't help but scold him, "You're such an incompetent leader! You can't even manage the arrangements for the disciples, and you're actually blocking your own son-in-law from entering!"

Seeing this, Zhao Shanhe quickly stepped forward to intercede for Tan Tai Fengdu: "Grandpa, calm down. We are all family. What's the problem later? Let's go inside first."

After the Qingniu Sect's high-ranking officials arrived, Zhao Shanhe simply nodded in acknowledgement, without engaging in further conversation. The Third Elder, noticing her husband's evasive gaze, became puzzled and asked, "Toyota, do you seem to know Zhao Shanhe?"

Tan Tai Fengtian lowered his voice and responded, "Madam, you may not know this, but Zhao Shanhe is the monk Xuanzang I mentioned to you before. Did he not notice me just now?"

The third elder did not answer and fell into deep thought. The monk Xuanzang described by her husband was extremely powerful. She thought of some news that was widely circulated in the world of immortal cultivation recently, and thought to herself: Could these rumors be true?

Zhao Shanhe brought his family back to where he once lived. From a distance, he saw Tantai Mingyue, Yang Hui, and Luo Tianshuang already standing at the gate, waiting to greet them. The atmosphere was harmonious and peaceful; after all, with the elders present, everyone was restrained and polite.

When Yang Xiao'e saw her three daughters-in-law, all as beautiful as flowers and stunningly beautiful, she was overwhelmed with joy. The sadness on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by a wide smile, so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth. Zhao Shanhe felt relieved to see his mother's long-lost smile.

Zhao Shanhe originally wanted his family to live in his own residence, but his mother strongly opposed this proposal. In desperation, he had no choice but to arrange for everyone to live in the Qingniu Sect's special place for receiving distinguished guests.

Zhao Dabao was very confused by this and asked his wife in confusion, "Wife, there are obviously many empty houses over there in the mountains and rivers. Why do we have to move here?"

Yang Xiao'e rolled her eyes at Zhao Dabao in anger, and said with a look of dismay, "Are you stupid? It doesn't matter where we live. I'm looking forward to having a grandson soon."

"Isn't Shanhe married yet? This isn't good."

"The rules of the immortal world are different from those of the secular world. You are already an immortal master now, but you still haven't figured it out."

As the night deepened and all was silent, a bright moon hung high above the treetops. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Tan Tai Ming Yue tiptoed into Zhao Shan He's room and whispered, "Husband, I miss you so much."

Zhao Shanhe also responded gently: "Mingyue, I miss you too..."