As the saying went, to repel threats from without, one must first pacify troubles within. Jiang Tingting marched on Changbai Mountain to eliminate hidden dangers, while Lin Xian personally visited the Three Overseas Mountains, sweeping through Penglai and seizing an immortal land where the Heavenly Court could take root on Earth.
Everyone in the Heavenly Court had their own work to do. Only Emperor Zun Ye slacked off. Having endured countless hardships to return to Earth from the Big Dipper, he treasured his reunion with his parents, declined many miscellaneous duties, and stayed by their side to fulfill his filial obligations.
But as time passed, even Ye Fan's parents grew annoyed. As the saying went, on the first day home, a child was a treasure; after a week, a burden; after a month, one of the four pests.
"Fan, Saint Lin said you hold an important position in the Heavenly Court. Is that right?"
His father said solemnly, "A man must put his career first. You can't stay at home all the time!"
"It isn't really that important," Ye Fan explained. He was merely the Lord of the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court was the same with or without him; he was nothing more than an emotionless stamping machine.
"But you mustn't neglect your cultivation either. You can't spend all your time revolving around us." His father patted his shoulder and smiled with pride. "Saint Lin told us all about your great achievements in the Big Dipper."
"My son Ye Fan has the makings of a Heavenly Emperor!"
"All of them?" Ye Fan's eyebrow suddenly twitched. An ominous premonition arose within him. Just what had that damnable Holy Master Lin told his parents?
"If your career isn't important, what about love?" His mother approached with Ye Tong in her arms