After his visit to Lingxiao Palace, the great stone weighing on Chen Wei's heart finally fell away. Everything became clear, and he had a firm footing for the assignment ahead.
In his delight, he did not even return to the Government Office. Instead, he took Yang Chan back to his mansion on an Auspicious Cloud.
Though the two were not yet married, Yang Chan was the mansion's only mistress. The moment she stepped through the courtyard gate, the exotic flowers and herbs throughout the garden competed to bloom, spilling their fragrance.
His beloved Kun and Big Yellow had not seen Yang Chan in ages, and they circled their mistress, eagerly currying favor.
"You two have grown quite sturdy, haven't you?" Yang Chan was delighted too, casually tossing out Immortal Pills to feed the two Immortal Beasts.
Watching the scene in the courtyard, Chen Wei felt a small swell of contentment.
With a secure foothold in the Heavenly Court and a lovely partner at his side, any other immortal would have been so happy he could no longer tell north from south.
A gentle breeze brushed past.
Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Yang Jian's face flashed through his sea of consciousness. He shivered involuntarily. "Strange. Why did I think of the True Lord? Is this really a thief's guilty conscience?"
"Qingquan, your abilities have certainly grown."
"Huh?!"
"Third Sister, come back to Guanjiangkou with your second brother!" Yang Jian's figure gradually solidified in the courtyard, his tone allowing no argument. "Now that you're pregnant, you shouldn't be traveling. Stay put and nurture your pregnancy."
"Second Brother!" Yang Chan looked utterly helpless. She had finally managed a trip to the Heavenly Court, yet before she could share even a moment of tenderness with Chen Wei at his mansion, her own brother had