After the streak of light flew through the air for some distance, it landed in a deserted place.
The streak of light touched down and transformed into the figure of an old man.
However, the wrinkles on the old man's face vanished at a visible pace, and he soon became a young man.
Next, the old man tore off his white beard, revealing his full face.
This old man was none other than Ye Fan.
With his current cultivation, he could only make simple alterations, but he looked vastly different from his original appearance.
Ye Fan believed that the next time Fang Youruo saw his true face, she definitely would not recognize him.
"It's time to go to the Holy Domain."
After seeing Fang Youruo, Ye Fan's longing had finally eased somewhat. He murmured to himself.
Elsewhere.
Fang Youruo stared blankly in the direction where the streak of light had vanished. After coming back to her senses, she spoke to herself with a hint of delight.
"So that old man was actually a cultivator. Then, will what he said really come true?" After testing the old man with a question, Fang Youruo had come to believe him somewhat, so she had truly asked him a question.
Namely, when her future husband would marry her.
There was a reason she had asked that question.
Fang Youruo's worries were related to it as well.
"I hope that old man's fortune-telling was accurate. But when exactly will he become famous throughout the world? I hope it happens soon, otherwise..."
As she looked forward to it, Fang Youruo's fair little hand unconsciously brushed over her lower abdomen. An incomparably gentle smile inadvertently appeared on her lips.
Imperial Capital.
After the crisis involving the foreign clans was resolved, Wang Haoran enjoyed himself freely for quite