The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

After the young master with the painted fan finished speaking, Shen Yao asked him, "How long ago was this?"

The young master with the painted fan thought for a moment and said, "According to our timeline, it's about three thousand years."

Shen Yao: "Three thousand years? For these three thousand years, you've had to perform a wedding ceremony every evening?"

The young master with the painted fan smiled. He looked at the long street outside, seemingly lost in memories, his eyes filled with nostalgia and reverie.

A moment later, he said, "I feel very happy to be able to marry Guan Guan once a day."

Shen Yao was deeply moved: "When do you plan to be reborn and go find her?"

"You've forgotten again. If I were to be reborn, I would lose my memory just like you." The Painted Fan Prince said arrogantly, "I will wait for Guan Guan to come back before I am reborn, so that she can raise me from a phoenix egg. That way, she will never be willing to abandon me."

Feng Yu thought to herself: 'What a clever tactic, they can even do that…'

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "Speaking of which, after you took Guan Guan away that day, where did you take her? Why hasn't she come back to look for me all these years?"

Shen Yao truly didn't know either.

The young master with the painted fan suddenly stood up, approached Shen Yao, and pressed her for an answer: "Could it be that she's been bewitched by those vixens and bewitching monsters outside again? Has she forgotten about me?"

When the young master with the painted fan asked, "Have you forgotten me?", his tone suddenly rose.

"No, no, no, that's not true." Shen Yao waved her hands repeatedly in fright. How could Guan Guan have left her with such a huge trap?!

Huo Die began to protect his daughter: "Hey, hey, alright, don't make things difficult for my daughter, she doesn't know anything."

The young master with the painted fan looked at Huo Die: "Then tell me, where did Guan Guan go?"

Huo Die: "She is in the Tenth Heaven."

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "The Tenth Realm Heaven? How could she be in the Tenth Realm Heaven?"

The Tenth Realm Heaven is no good place; there, spiritual energy is suppressed, making cultivation impossible.

Huo Die: "What else could it be? Training, of course. We'll come back after we've finished our training."

After thinking for a moment, the young master with the painted fan realized that Guan Guan had been unable to repair her damaged soul since then. It was not impossible for her to choose to go to the Tenth Realm Heaven for training in order to seek a way to repair it.

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "How much longer will she need to undergo training?"

Shen Yao also looked at Huo Die, wanting to know how much longer Guan Guan would need, according to the timeline of her world.

Huo Die: "Over there, it's only a few decades, but in the Eighth Realm Heaven... you'll have to wait a few thousand more years."

The young master with the painted fan glared at Huo Die with resentment, then ignored the other cultivators and turned to walk towards the side hall.

Huo Die: "Why are you glaring at me? It's not like I told her to go."

……

Early the next morning, the little panda came to say goodbye to Shen Yao.

The little panda had grown into a healthy child. She held Shen Yao's hand and said, "Yao Niang, I'm leaving now. Remember me in the future."

Shen Yao asked her, "Where are you going?"

The little panda said, "Last night you collected my soul and calmed my resentment. The little panda is going to reincarnate."

Shen Yao patted her head: "Okay, grow up well in your next life and live a happy life."

"Don't worry, Yao Niang, I will grow up well..." With that, the little panda turned into specks of light and disappeared.

After the little panda left, Shen Yao locked herself in her room until dusk, when the sounds of battle cries rang out, and she didn't come out.

She no longer felt eeriness or fear; she opened each door and began to collect the souls of those who had died unjustly.

After three days of receiving the spirits, most of them, except for those with the deepest obsessions, were converted.

On the fourth day at noon, which was the fifth day they had been waiting on the Street of the Wrongfully Dead, a gate of light appeared in the middle of the long street.

The light gate is blue and has an hourglass on it. The hourglass starts timing the moment the light gate appears.

The young master with the painted fan demonstrated it once, passing directly through the portal of light; he indeed couldn't get in.

Huo Die reached his hand into the portal; his hand could fit inside.

Hu Yawu, Shen Yao, and Feng Yu also tried it, and their hands were all able to go in.

Huo Die withdrew his hand: "It seems that only we can enter this door. Let's go in together."

Feng Yu released a spirit rope, which entangled Shen Yao, as well as Huo Die and Hu Yawu's arms.

They went inside together.

However, they were only gone for a moment. Feng Yu's spirit rope was still wrapped around Huo Die and Hu Yawu, but the part of the spirit rope that was wrapped around Shen Yao broke!

The cultivators were shocked. Where was Shen Yao?

Why were all three of them leaked out, but Shen Yao was left inside?

The hourglass on the light gate also stopped.

Feng Yu was terrified. He kept passing through the portals of light and then coming right out.

He tried going through the passage dozens of times, but he still couldn't get in.

Huo Die stopped him: "Don't try, you can't get in."

Feng Yu pulled open her collar to check her contract seal. The contract seal was intact and there was nothing unusual about it.

The young man with the painted fan asked, "What's inside?"

Huo Die: "I don't know. I went through the door and came back here."

Hu Yawu: "Me too, just go through the door and you'll be right here."

They guarded the Gate of Light for several days, but the Gate of Light remained unchanged, the hourglass stopped ticking, and the Street of the Wrongfully Dead did not disappear.

There's no other way but to wait.

After Shen Yao entered the portal, all she saw was a vast expanse of white, as if she were shrouded in a thick fog.

A flash of light severed the spirit rope around her waist, and the white mist instantly dissipated, revealing that she was all alone.

Unable to send messages within the secret realm, Shen Yao still tried to send a message to Feng Yu, but the communication token was completely unusable.

Shen Yao looked ahead.

Before me lay a desolate wasteland, with a road running through it, its sides overgrown with withered yellow weeds.

There were even arrows made of pebbles on the road; each step she took, a pebble would light up.

She walked forward along the pebbles for a very long time, until she emerged from the wasteland and arrived at the foot of a barren mountain.

There is a road on the barren mountain that connects to the road she is walking on now.

The arrow made of pebbles pointed all the way to the road leading to the barren mountain.

Shen Yao walked up the path in the desolate mountain.

The road on the desolate mountain was very rugged. Shen Yao wanted to use her spiritual power to fly up, but as soon as she started to use her spiritual power, a strong wind blew up and sandstorms swept through the area, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.

Shen Yao released her spiritual sense to explore the way, but her spiritual sense was forcibly forced back by a pressure, and the wind and sand were even stronger, making it impossible to move forward.

She withdrew her spiritual power and stood on the road, and the sandstorm instantly dissipated.

Shen Yao understood; this meant she wasn't allowed to fly, and could only walk up.

As Shen Yao walked, she felt increasingly uneasy. Although there was no wind on the mountain path, she felt the resistance getting stronger and stronger.

The higher she went, the stronger the air pressure became, making it difficult for her to move and causing her to have trouble breathing.

When she reached the mountainside, she could barely move, and rocks kept falling from the mountain.

She couldn't move any further, so she started practicing the divine-level body tempering technique on the spot, hoping to strengthen her physique and make climbing easier...

Feng Yu has been guarding outside the Guangmen Gate for fifteen days.

He barely ate, drank, or slept, constantly trying to enter the gate using various magical artifacts, but to no avail.

The feeling of helplessness in watching Shen Yao disappear time and time again was unbearable.

It gnawed at his heart like a poisonous insect.

"Thump." Another magical treasure fell to the ground through the portal.

Huo Die: "Don't try it. Eat something and drink some water first."

Feng Yu took the water bottle, drank a few sips, handed the bottle back to Huo Die, and began to try again.

"Don't try," Huo Die advised. "I can't even get in with my divine sense, let alone your spiritual treasures."

Feng Yu felt even more upset.

He continued to summon the magical treasure by forming hand seals...

"Bang!" Feng Yu fell to the ground.

Hu Yawu used his spiritual power to knock him unconscious from behind.

Hu Yawu: "If you can't persuade him, just let him faint."

Huo Die: "Well done."