When Meng Chuan returned to the Shrouding the Heavens World, he found everyone cultivating.
Even Ye Fan, who had been up to his little tricks not long ago, had vanished. He had hung a Do Not Disturb sign outside his place of seclusion.
He claimed he had reached a critical point in his attempt to break through to the Sacrificial Dao Realm. No one was to disturb him; if he suffered qi deviation and was smashed to pieces, they would have to pay compensation.
Meng Chuan laughed. Then he went back to a time when Ye Fan was still in kindergarten and gave him a beating.
Ye Fan was grown up now—no, he was already an "old man." Meng Chuan could hardly hit him whenever he pleased. Even an "old geezer" had his dignity.
But beating his own brat while the boy was still in kindergarten? That was only right and proper.
Dad Sunflower's classroom was now in session. What should you do when your child misbehaved?
Give him a beating. That would do it.
In his Daoist grounds, Ye Fan sensed his childhood experiences and memories change. Fury surged through him.
This was going too far. Did Meng Chuan think he was a lump of dough, there to be kneaded at will?
Hmph. Three eras east of the river, three eras west. Never look down on a poor young man. Just you wait. I'll put up with it for now.
After returning to the Shrouding the Heavens World, Xiao Nannan went back to Tai's side and sold tea with him.
Ruthless naturally left as well, continuing her climb toward the realm of Sacrificial Dao Peak.
Ling'er went home. She was still young, after all, and could not stay away all the time.
Meng Chuan returned to his own world