Xiao Mo stood beneath the sunlight.
There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the sun shone brightly, yet a heavy rain began to fall.
This Dao rain of "surviving the calamity" nourished everything within a thousand li and healed Xiao Mo's injuries.
Xiao Mo closed his eyes and let the rain soak into his body.
After ascending to the Immortal Realm, Xiao Mo could clearly sense the Daoist charm flowing all around him.
It was a scene entirely different from the Jadepo Realm.
When the rain finally stopped, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes.
Though his body was still somewhat injured after being cleansed by the Dao rain, he had recovered considerably.
The rest of his injuries would heal on their own with his Immortal Realm body.
Xiao Mo descended from the sky and glanced at a large tree nearby. "Stop hiding. Come out."
At the sound of Xiao Mo's voice, Wang Xin's delicate body trembled behind the tree. Only then did she step out.
Wang Xin lowered her head, rubbing her small hands together restlessly.
In her mind, since she hadn't listened to Xiao Mo, he would surely scold her.
But just as Wang Xin braced herself for a reprimand, Xiao Mo merely said, "Let's go back."
"Huh?"
Seeing that Xiao Mo hadn't scolded her, Wang Xin looked up in disbelief, but Xiao Mo had already flown away.
In the village, Madam Wang and Ning Wei stood at the courtyard gate, anxiously peering into the distance.
When they saw Xiao Mo return, their eyes lit up at once.
"Brother Xiao, are you all right?" Ning Wei hurried forward to ask.
"I'm fine." Xiao Mo rubbed Ning Wei's head. "Everything's taken care of."
Xiao Mo turned to Madam Wang again and bowed. "Madam Wang, I have you to thank