Three years later.
In the Immortal Realm.
On Luofu Immortal Mountain.
Beneath a waterfall.
Two immortals stood beneath a pavilion, watching the scene not far away.
There, a peerlessly beautiful female immortal in purple held the child in her arms, unable to bear parting with him.
On closer inspection.
He was an exceedingly adorable child, around three years old, with a pair of small dragon horns on his head.
He nestled tightly in his mother's arms, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance to part.
"Mother, I don't want to leave you or Grandpa."
Hearing the boy's tender, tearful voice, the purple-robed female immortal holding him trembled and tightened her arms around him.
"Nong'er, I've let you down. I can't bear to part with you either."
Two trails of clear tears finally spilled uncontrollably down Xuanming's lovely face.
"Ah, Mother, why are you crying?"
Little Shennong looked up and saw that his mother was actually shedding tears, and hurriedly reached out his little hands.
"Mother, wipe away your tears. I'll do as you say. I'll go to Earth and find Father."
Hearing her child's words, Xuanming nearly went against her earlier decision and kept him by her side.
But reason made her hold back.
She raised a hand and stroked Shennong's little head, smiling like pear blossoms bathed in rain.
"Nong'er, don't be afraid. The Dao Ancestor will send you to your father's side. Haven't you often asked me who your father is?"
"He is the greatest god in the world, the most valiant man in your mother's heart!"
"Once you're with your father, ask him for me whether he still remembers me, whether he remembers that little Kangna shop."
"Yes, Mother, I will."
Shennong nodded with the utmost seriousness.
"Yes, good boy, my Nong'er. We'll meet again someday. Once