Once Xiao Lin had made up his mind, he entrusted everything at the Myriad Formation Spirit Palace to Ji Li and the others yet again, then returned to the Xiao Household Ancestral Residence on the Northwest Continent without looking back.
As for Ji Li cursing behind him?
Sorry, if Xiao Lin didn't hear it, Ji Li wasn't cursing him!
That was how shamelessly confident Xiao Lin was as a hands-off master!
Before long, Xiao Lin was back on the Northwest Continent.
He didn't go to Wutan City. Instead, he settled straight into the Ancestral Residence in the Gama Imperial Capital.
The Xiao Household elders at the residence knew their old clan head liked to enter seclusion at the drop of a hat. Coupled with the lingering effects of his earlier injuries, no one suspected he had quietly left.
When Xiao Lin appeared, their reaction was simply, "Oh, the old clan head has come out of seclusion!"
That was about it.
In the days that followed, Xiao Lin carried a reclining chair into the courtyard, set it down, and stretched out on it for the whole day.
Of course, he occasionally visited friends and relatives around the Jia Ma Imperial Capital.
The Nalan Family and the Mu Household were among the places he visited often.
Sometimes, when the mood struck him, he even went to the Misty Cloud Sect to chat with Yun Shan.
Not long after Xiao Lin had chosen to retire, Yun Shan had handed the position of Misty Cloud Sect Master to his disciple, Yun Yun.
Yun Shan himself spent most of his time cultivating.
Having broken through to Dou Zong, he naturally had his sights set on the Dou Zun Realm.
A sect master had too many day-to-day affairs to handle.
So Yun Shan had simply passed