Deep in the North Sea, the Dragon-Transformation Banquet had already ended.
The True Dragons of the Four Seas led their respective Dragonkind in preparations to return to their waters, while the divine beings of the Four Heavenly Realms were about to return to their stations. Even the effects of the earlier Dragon Ascension had allowed the somewhat disordered seasons to gradually return to normal.
Of course, the guests had arrived at different times, and naturally they departed at different times as well.
A few days after the Dragon-Transformation Banquet ended, a flying boat broke through the surface of the North Sea and rose into the sky, trailing wisps of mist as it climbed. Morning light spilled around it, painting dreamlike colors like seven-hued glazed glass.
It was as though a rainbow had risen from the sea, then soared straight into the highest heavens and vanished from sight. That was the departing immortal light of the Taiyin Palace.
After the Dragon-Transformation Banquet ended, the disciples of the Taiyin Palace had briefly gathered with Yi Shuyuan, Stoneborn, and the others, both to exchange insights gained on this occasion and to discuss a few things that left them unsure whether to laugh or cry.
At the stern of the flying boat, a group of female immortals stood gazing at the boundless North Sea and an island within it.
Du Xiaolin let out a small sigh of relief, but could not help feeling wistful.
"Who could have imagined when we came that this would be such a grand dragon-transformation celebration?"
"Yes, who could have imagined it!"
Then Du Xiaolin looked at her fellow disciples beside her, then at Zhuo Qing, and could not help saying with a smile,
"And who could have imagined when we came that someone was already so enamored of Fairy