In Wenchang Prefecture, Fang Ming's true self received the news. "Wulong County in Xin'an Prefecture? That's pretty lucky!" Fang Ming smiled faintly, then used his movement art. He sped off like the wind, the scenery on either side seeming to twist as it rushed past.
Before long, he had reached the outskirts of Wulong County.
"Fortune protecting the city?" Fang Ming looked at the red-and-white magical net and smiled faintly as he passed through it. Such trivial obstacles could no longer stop him.
He made his way to the Song residence.
The residence had an Ancestral Spirit. Fang Ming used the concealment art he had obtained from Mu Qing to slip past it, then proceeded straight to Song Yu's room.
Seeing his divided spirit in the form of a baby, Fang Ming's expression grew complicated, but he quickly turned serious.
He took out the Taiping Seal, formed a hand seal, and said, "Seal!"
Song Yu cooperatively spread his arms. The Taiping Seal flashed with a blue light, sank into Song Yu's chest, and disappeared.
This was the solution Fang Ming had come up with. Sealing the Taiping Seal inside Song Yu's body meant there was no risk of losing it, and it avoided any unnecessary complications. Otherwise, how could anyone explain a jade seal suddenly appearing in the hands of a newborn baby?
The Taiping Seal had already acknowledged Fang Ming as its master, so the Supreme Dao could not divine its location.
The wet nurse and maids serving nearby saw only a flash of blue light. They rubbed their eyes and found the young master still perfectly fine. Aside from thinking their eyes had played tricks on them, they didn't give it another thought. "Next comes the most important step!"
Fang Ming's expression turned solemn. He pointed at Song