Chen Yan stayed with Old Madam Wang for roughly half an hour.
Afterward, he bade farewell to the mother he had in this world, then left the room and entered the Marquis Manor's courtyard.
"Leaving already?"
Leaning on his cane, Chen Dong stood behind Chen Yan and spoke.
"Yes."
Chen Yan did not turn around, merely nodding.
"I still have something very important to do."
"Will you come back to visit again?"
Chen Dong asked once more.
"..."
Chen Yan did not answer Chen Dong's question.
"That makes sense."
Chen Dong suddenly laughed behind him.
"By the time you're free to come back again, Mother and I will probably no longer be in this world."
Then there would be no need to come back.
Chen Dong did not voice the implication behind those words.
"This should be the last time you and I meet, Big Brother."
Chen Yan slowly turned around to face Chen Dong.
Partings of life and death.
A fate that neither mortals, cultivators, nor even immortals of the Immortal Above Realm could escape.
The Heavenly Dao stood vast and towering; Karma was merciless.
Chen Dong's expression did not change. He still wore a faint smile, because many years ago, he had already accepted the fact that immortals and mortals walked different paths.
"That is well enough."
Chen Dong's tone was light.
"Big Brother."
"Mm."
"Take care."
Said the Young Cultivator clad in a Plain White Daoist Robe.
Chen Dong fell silent for a moment, his gaze lowering slightly.
"You too."
That was what he said.
But when Chen Dong raised his eyes again, Chen Yan's figure had already vanished without a trace.
Above the heavens.
Chen Yan drove his movement technique at full force, trailing a streak of azure escape light behind him.
A Guiyi Realm