Dad, our company needs a facade!

"Daddy! I'm back!"

Her voice, full of joy and vitality, echoed like heavenly music through the empty Zixiao Palace.

"Daddy!"

Xiruan pointed outside the door.

"Daddy, look! Look what I brought back for you!"

Master Tongtian looked in the direction she was pointing.

Outside the grand doors of Zixiao Palace, familiar figures stood quietly.

Each of them wore a complex expression of excitement, apprehension, guilt, and adoration.

Wuyun Immortal...

Qiushou Immortal...

Jinguang Immortal...

Ling Ya Xian...

And those disciples whose names he could barely recall—the attendants of the Seven Immortals, outer disciples, registered disciples...

They... they had all returned!

"Mas... Master..."

Wuyun Immortal looked at the familiar figure seated on the cushion, unable to contain his excitement.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground, his eyes moist, his voice hoarse.

"Disciple... Wuyun Immortal, pays his respects to Master!"

"Disciple... is incompetent! I have shamed Master! Please, Master... punish me!"

"Rustle—"

As Wuyun Immortal knelt.

The Intercepting Sect disciples behind him also knelt in unison.

"Disciples, pay respects to Master!"

"Please, Master... punish us!!"

They offered no excuses for themselves, nor did they speak of the boundless suffering they endured in the Underworld.

All that existed was a deep sense of guilt towards their Master.

Master Tongtian looked at the vast expanse of kneeling disciples before him, listening to the familiar calls of "Master."

Looking at these disciples, lost and now found, a thousand emotions coalesced into a soft sigh.

"It's good... that you're back."

"It's just good... that you're all back."

Inside Zixiao Palace, the atmosphere was more fervent than ever.

Wuyun Immortal, Qiushou Immortal, and the other Intercepting Sect disciples surrounded Master Tongtian, chattering about the grievances and longing they had felt over the years.

At emotional moments, several burly men couldn't help but shed tears.

Master Tongtian looked at these disciples, lost and now found, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

Xiruan sat to the side, watching the lively scene unfold, her small face filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

This is all my doing! I found so many employees for Daddy. Now Daddy's company won't go bankrupt!

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, feeling like the most capable and filial good daughter in the world.

"Daddy, look how happy they all are!" Xiruan couldn't help but lean close to Master Tongtian and whisper, seeking praise.

"Yes, they are very happy." Master Tongtian stroked her little head, his voice tinged with gratitude. "Daddy... is also very happy."

He looked at Xiruan, his heart filled with indescribable complex emotions.

"Master, if it weren't for our Junior Sister... if it weren't for the senior's intervention, we would likely have been eternally lost in the Nine Netherworld and never seen you again!"

Wuyun Immortal said excitedly to Master Tongtian.

"That's right, that's right! Junior Sister's Spiritual Power is vast, her Magical Power boundless! She alone overturned the entire Underworld, even making Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cry and beg for mercy!"

"More than just the Underworld! I heard from Senior Sister Wudang that Junior Sister even went to Spirit Mountain and smashed the treasure that the Two Saints of the West used to guard their sect!"

"Is that true? That's amazing!"

"Junior Sister is mighty! Intercepting Sect has hope for revival!"

The disciples chattered excitedly, looking at Xiruan with increasingly fervent gazes.

Master Tongtian listened to his disciples' flattery, the muscles in his face twitching uncontrollably.

"Ahem!" He coughed dryly, forcefully interrupting his disciples' discussion.

"Let's not dwell on the past," he said in a deep voice.

"Although you have escaped this predicament, your true spirits are severely damaged and your vital energy is greatly depleted. The most pressing matter is to find a stable place as soon as possible to recuperate and reconstruct your immortal bodies."

"Master is right." Wuyun Immortal and the others also knew their current condition and nodded one by one.

"But Master," a disciple said with a troubled expression, "our Jin'ao Island is destroyed, our sect is gone. In this vast Three Realms, where can we possibly find a place to stay?"

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As soon as these words were spoken, the previously lively atmosphere instantly turned cold.

Yes, Jin'ao Island was gone.

They... were homeless.

The disciples of the Intercepting Sect lowered their heads one by one, their expressions dejected.

Xiruan listened from the side, her small brows furrowed tightly.

Jin'ao Island? What was that place? Was it the headquarters of the company Daddy used to run?

Destroyed?

Home is gone?

The monsters didn't look as pathetic as Daddy and these employees.

She looked at the dispirited crowd.

No!

We absolutely cannot let this go!

Although Daddy's company is down on its luck now, all the employees have been found. As long as everyone works together, they can definitely make a comeback!

To make a comeback, the first step is to have a magnificent office location!

A big, beautiful headquarters building, preferably made of gold!

Only then can they recruit more employees and shock all those bad guys who looked down on Daddy!

"Daddy, don't be sad!"

Xiruan jumped up from the ground, hands on her hips, and announced crisply, "Isn't it just that the company headquarters is gone? We'll build another one!"

"And if we build one, we'll build the biggest, most magnificent, and most sparkling one!"

Master Tongtian and the disciples were all stunned by her grand declaration.

"Little Senior Sister... this... this might be..."

Wuyun Immortal smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Rebuilding the sect, how easy is that?"

It requires not only vast amounts of heavenly treasures but also a blessed land where spiritual veins converge...

They had no people, no money, not even a place to stay. How could they rebuild their sect?

"Heavenly treasures? Blessed land?" Xiruan blinked her big, dark eyes. "Are these things hard to find?"

In her opinion, weren't they just some shiny stones and places with nice scenery? What was so difficult about that?

"Not difficult! Not difficult at all!" Xiruan patted her little chest and took on the responsibility. "Don't worry, everyone! Leave the matter of building the house to me!"

"You are all injured now and are key protected targets. Stay here with Daddy and don't go anywhere."

"I'll go out alone to find a prime location for our company and borrow some building materials on the way!"

"What?! Daughter, you're going out alone?!" Master Tongtian was so startled he almost jumped off his meditation cushion.

What a joke!

You're going out alone?

Do you know how much enmity you've stirred up outside?

Haotian of the Heavenly Court, Yuanshi of Kunlun Mountain, the two saints of the West... which one of them doesn't want to capture you and flay you alive?

You going out alone now, isn't that like a lamb walking into a tiger's den, seeking its own death?!

"No! Absolutely not!" Master Tongtian refused without thinking. "It's too dangerous outside! You can't go!"

"Daddy, it's okay!" Xiruan waved her little hand dismissively. "Those bad guys were all beaten away by me. They must all be hiding at home now, too scared to come out!"

"Besides, I'm very powerful!" She even deliberately waved her Chaos Baby Bottle in front of Master Tongtian to prove her strength.

Master Tongtian looked at the Baby Bottle that made his heart pound and felt a wave of dizziness.

It's precisely because you're too powerful that I can't rest assured!

"Master, please let Senior go!"

Wudang Holy Mother persuaded from the side. She had a near-blind trust in Xiruan.

"With Senior's spiritual power, where in this vast Three Realms can she not go? How could a few mere clowns possibly harm Senior in the slightest?"

"Yes, Master! We believe in Little Senior Sister!" Wuyun Immortal and the others also echoed.

In their eyes, Xiruan was already synonymous with omnipotence.

Master Tongtian looked at his fanatically devoted disciples, then at Daughter, whose expression was one of firm resolve, and felt a wave of exhaustion.

This little ancestor's mind was made up; not even nine oxen could drag her back.

"Sigh..." He let out a long sigh and could only compromise with helplessness.

"Then... then you must be careful. If you can't win... run, understand?" he weakly admonished.

"Got it, got it! Daddy, don't worry!" Xiruan, having received permission, jumped for joy.

She waved her little hand at Master Tongtian and the assembled Intercepting Sect disciples.

"Wait for my good news! I'll be back soon!"

With that, she shouldered Baby Bottle and rushed out of Zixiao Palace.

Master Tongtian watched the red figure disappear into the Chaos, slumping powerlessly onto the cushion and muttering to himself.

"It's over... These Three Realms... are about to be turbulent again..."