Looking at his many confidantes and children, Wang Yulun felt that his life had truly reached its pinnacle.
Who could possibly be happier than him?
Just then, Grape's voice sounded, informing him about the Jade Boat.
"Myriad-Dimensional Sacred Realm? Not interested."
"Right now is already paradise on earth."
As Wang Yulun spoke, he raised his cup and drank with his confidantes once more.
Watching Wang Yulun's reaction, Grape silently teleported the Jade Boat back into the Hidden Spirit Sect's Treasure Vault.
Within the Icefield Palace, Xu Fan, who was accompanying his wife as they admired the snowy scenery, laughed after hearing Grape's report.
"That's right. As long as you're happy." The corners of Xu Fan's lips curled upward slightly. Happiness had no end. In that relaxed state, Xu Fan wandered through the various Immortal Worlds with his wife for thirty thousand years. Only after traveling through every Immortal World in the Three Thousand Realms did they return to the Hidden Spirit Sect.
By then, the Teleportation Array beyond the Three Thousand Realms had been completed by one tenth.
It was still that familiar Small Courtyard, still that familiar recliner. Xu Fan, lying on the recliner, looked at the visiting Yuan Lord and said leisurely, "I warned you twenty thousand years ago to stir up something within the Three Thousand Realms. Otherwise, trouble would arise on its own. You were lazy back then, and now it's not so easy to deal with."
Over those thirty thousand years, many major Human Race factions had emerged and begun to churn the Three Thousand Realms into turmoil.
At first, Yuan Lord, Devil Lord, and Xu Fan had all been too lazy to bother with them.
But those newly risen factions had grown larger and larger, and now their eyes were fixed on the Human