Green Mountain Village
After returning home.
Chen Mobai was embraced tightly by Tang Pancui, who was emotional and moved to tears.
Chen Xinglan also returned, standing there with slightly red eyes, looking at the mother and son embracing each other.
They originally wanted to go to the scene to cheer, but Chen Mobai told them, and even his aunt and uncle's family, not to come, citing that it would distract him.
"Brother, you're amazing!"
Cousin Wang Xinying screamed and rushed over, throwing herself into Chen Mobai's arms.
His family had arrived long ago and watched the entire Spell Duel on the living room TV.
After Chen Mobai won the championship, he seemed to have a big celebration, with the hall filled with colorful streamers and other decorations.
"Come, come here, nephew, let me take a good look at you. I really didn't expect this!"
Uncle Wang Jianyuan came over, patted Chen Mobai's head, and looked on with emotion.
"Don't you even know whose son he is?"
Chen Xinglan looked proud, but Wang Jianyuan, who always liked to argue with him, did not refute him at this moment.
"Your uncle is coming over tomorrow night, let's have a good celebration today."
The celebration lasted for three whole days.
After the family finished eating, Chen Xinglan and Tang Pancui invited their neighbors, colleagues, and friends.
After all, being admitted to Four Great Dao Academies is a once-in-a-century event in Vermilion Cloud City.
The last one to pass the exam was the True Person Scarlet Robe Yu Tianguang, who has already Core Formation.
Whether Chen Mobai can Core Formation after entering the Wuqi Dao Academy is another matter, but he should have no problem Foundation Establishment.
After all, the success rate of Foundation Establishment among students from the Four Great Dao Academies is as high as 80%.
After celebrating at home, Chen Mobai was then taken to the school.
Representing the Fifth High School, he faced a dozen reporters at the school gate, under a banner that had already been hung up. "Warmly celebrate our student Chen Mobai's admission to the Wuqi Dao Academy." He took photos with He Jingshan and answered many questions.
He Jingshan was initially worried that Chen Mobai, being young, would be overwhelmed by such a situation.
But Chen Mobai's maturity surprised him, and when faced with the reporter's questions, he answered very skillfully, neither humble nor arrogant, but with a strong sense of self-confidence.
After representing the school, dozens of media reporters wanted to interview him.
However, Chen Mobai rejected all of them.
He was not lost in the sight of guns and cannons; he knew very well that within the Immortal Sect, only the realm of cultivation was real.
However, his home address was quickly found by paparazzi with a keen sense of smell. Although they dared not break in, their daily loitering around the area still greatly annoyed Chen Mobai.
He doesn't even dare to go to the Sky River Realm anymore.
Perhaps some reporters who possess extraordinary skills and techniques will be able to detect his disappearance from the room.
At first, Tang Pancui quite enjoyed the feeling of showing off, telling everyone that her son had been admitted to Four Great Dao Academies.
But after a while, she also felt annoyed.
Chen Xinglan had already returned to the Crimson Cloud Academy to continue preparing for Foundation Establishment.
"These guys really can't let anyone have a moment's peace."
After returning home that evening, Chen Mobai and Tang Pancui were having dinner when they discovered that there were security cameras pointing at them from across the street. The latter was furious, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Mom, how about we go back to the village and have some peace and quiet with Grandpa and Grandma?"
Chen Mobai could no longer stay in Vermilion Cloud City and dared not go out to meet with his friends.
He could only stay at home every day to cultivate himself, shop, make ink, and draw talismans.
Although he had the Qi Replenishing Spirit Water and his cultivation progress hadn't fallen too far behind, he hadn't returned to the Sky River Realm for a month. He wondered how the situation was with the Demon Beast besieging the island.
Although the situation was basically stable before he left, that was the place where Chen Mobai planned to make a fortune and earn Spirit Stone, so he was afraid that something might happen.
But then he thought about it again, and realized that if something really did happen, his cultivation level would be completely insufficient.
But having finally gotten on the good side of the Divine Wood Sect, we can't just give up like this.
Every year during the holidays, he would go back to his rural hometown with Tang Pancui to visit his maternal grandparents, and take the opportunity to hide in the mountains to avoid trouble.
"Okay, I'll ask the boss for leave right away."
Tang Pancui had had enough these past few days. Both of them were action-oriented, and after making their decision, they immediately packed their bags.
They left Vermilion Cloud City that night.
Before leaving, Chen Mobai asked his uncle Wang Jianyuan to drive them to the bus station, and before the reporters could react, he bought tickets and left.
After the mother and son arrived at a stop in the suburbs, an elderly man with slightly dark skin was already waiting for them in a pickup truck, holding a pipe.
When the old man saw Chen Mobai get off the car, his eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed over and picked him up.
"My precious grandson, you've finally arrived!"
"Dad, let's go quickly, there are probably still a lot of people chasing after us."
Tang Pancui stuffed her luggage into the back of the pickup truck and urged them to leave.
"Once we get to the mountains, let's see who dares to bother you."
The old man snorted coldly, his tone arrogant.
His name is Tang Lu. He is the village chief of Green Mountain Village and Tang Pancui's father. Chen Mobai learned his official tone from him.
After getting off at this station, they drove for another three hours in a pickup truck before finally entering a picturesque village with Terraced Fields fields covering the mountains.
"Xiao Cui, I heard your son got into the Wuqi Dao Academy."
Tang Pancui had already boasted to Tang Lu, who was also someone who couldn't keep secrets. It was obvious that the entire Green Mountain Village knew that Chen Mobai had been accepted by the Four Great Dao Academies.
When she performed a miracle in front of people, especially in the place where she grew up, Tang Pancui immediately became energetic.
"Second Aunt, it's been a long time. This matter is mainly thanks to me. If I hadn't taken him to the temple on the mountain to pray for incense during the holiday, how could this little rascal have been so lucky..."
After getting off the bus, Tang Pancui started chatting with an old woman at the village entrance. Soon, a group of women who had heard the news gathered around. They wanted to see the legendary genius born to Tang Pancui, a reincarnation of the Literary and Martial Star Lords.
Chen Mobai could only force a smile. Fortunately, Tang Lu called him to move his luggage, and he immediately broke free from the group of women watching and disappeared in a flash.
The group of women didn't chase after her; instead, they all surrounded Tang Pancui, who was loudly boasting about her unique experience in raising children, with envious expressions on their faces.
"Grandmother."
When Chen Mobai arrived at the innermost house in Green Mountain Village, he saw a woman with a full head of white hair standing at the door and immediately called out to her.
"Oh, my dear grandson, you've really made your grandma proud."
The woman smiled and proudly hugged Chen Mobai.
That evening, the whole family gathered together.
Besides my maternal grandparents, I also have two maternal uncles and an aunt.
The celebrations lasted for another two or three days, allowing Tang Pancui to enjoy the limelight to the fullest.
"By the way, we're going to the temple on the mountain tomorrow to fulfill a vow, so don't wander off."
That day, Chen Mobai was on the stone table in the courtyard, mixing ink for drawing talismans with a makeshift ink-making tool he had bought online, when Tang Pancui had just returned from showing off outside, suddenly said something.
"Yes, I know."
After speaking, Chen Mobai looked at the Turtle Shell on the stone table that he had used to weigh down the Talisman Paper.