At the City Lord Mansion, under Shui Yuechu's lead, they arrived in the rear courtyard. Seeing the two people cuddled together, they suddenly felt full.
Shui Yuechu was speechless and said irritably, "Father, Mother, it's been hundreds of years. Aren't you tired of this?"
Shi Yongheng rolled his eyes at his daughter. "That's because we have a good relationship."
"Senior!"
"Patriarch!"
"Stop, stop, stop. Call me City Lord! Let the guests outside come in!"
Two women walked in. They were Zixuan and the Holy Aunt.
"Senior, it was you?" She remembered the person she had met on the Shushan road twenty years ago. She had never expected him to be Shushan's patriarch.
"A descendant of Nuwa? Do you intend to break your agreement with Qingwei?"
"Senior, I..." Zixuan panicked at his words. She glanced at Xu Changqing and hesitated.
"Enough. I won't be the one to tear apart a loving couple. Just let everything take its natural course."
He glanced at the blue-clad woman holding an umbrella, then flicked his finger. Long Kui immediately gained a body of her own.
"Long Kui, spirit of the Demon Sword. I've seen you before. You are someone with deep obsessions. Now that you have your own physical body, you won't need to carry an umbrella anymore."
"Thank you, Daoist!"
"Father, Mother, I came to bid farewell."
Shui Bi smiled gently. "Yuechu, you've grown up, and your cultivation has become powerful. If you want to break through to a higher realm, you must travel, broaden your horizons, experience the many facets of the mortal world, and improve your state of mind. Temper and strengthen your Dao heart, lest inner demons take advantage of a weakness when you break through."
"Mm, I will!"
Shi Yongheng tossed a token to Shui Yuechu. "To go to the