Chapter 1931: Chapter 55: Departure (Part 2)

“That’s right, I’ve seen the teacher’s true form once, he’s much more amiable than the teacher.”

“That’s good, I was just a bit worried, will father be angry because we messed up his plans…”

“Don’t worry, I said, father is very easygoing. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll go ask mother and senior sister, father always listens to mother.”

“Is father really that kind of person?”

“Hehe, what do you think?”

The conversation soon came to a halt as the three stopped in front of a square, radiant ‘world’.

Xuan Min and Yi both showed expressions of shock.

Wang Yi’an’s face was calm, pointing to the ‘world’ in front of him:

“This is the Taiyi Dojo I told you about… Over the years, it has grown to be even larger than our Northern Continent.”

He sighed slightly as he spoke:

“I haven’t returned for many years, I wonder how master, mother, and senior sister Qingyang are doing.”

Xuan Min stood beside him, looking at the glazed world before her, overwhelmed but keenly aware of the deep longing hidden in Wang Yi’an’s eyes, empathetically said:

“All these years you’ve been away, master and father and mother must have missed you too, let’s go see them.”

“Mm.”

Wang Yi’an turned his head to look at Xuan Min, seeing the concern in her eyes, he couldn’t help but tighten his grip on her hand.

“Ahem, then what are we standing here for?”

Seeing the two holding hands, Yi couldn’t help but cough lightly.

The two heard this, but their expressions remained unchanged.

Still, they flew hand in hand towards the direction of the Taoist field.

When they reached the entrance, there was no obstruction.

There was only an astonishingly powerful spiritual energy surging towards them, which surprised Xuan Min and Yi, who were not very familiar with it.

But soon, the scenery inside the Taoist field caught the attention of the two.

They saw clouds gently drifting by, cranes soaring high, green mountains overlapping, hidden layer upon layer in the mist.

This is indeed the ethereal place of immortals, where the lost souls return home.

“Follow me.”

Wang Yi’an was naturally familiar with the place, leading the two as they flew into the distance.

As they passed by, they saw many figures, all dressed in wide robes with flowing sleeves, exuding a graceful presence, completely different from the Witch People Xuan Min and Yi had seen.

One carries an immortal aura, while the other carries…a grounded vibe.

The two were determined of heart, not allowing these thoughts to create a sense of separation, yet they couldn’t help but feel a tinge of complexity within.

Similarly human, cultivators can ride the wind freely like immortals, while these Witch People must stay in a realm lacking in spiritual energy, dealing with land and demonic beasts all day long…

Such thoughts lasted until they saw a group of people covered in mud but still tending to the fields, and only then did some changes occur.

“These are people from the Spirit Plant Department…”

Wang Yi’an pointed to the cultivators working in the fields.

Seeing Wang Yi’an, someone from the Spirit Plant Department recognized him and quickly saluted him.

Wang Yi’an smiled and nodded in return.

Behind him, Xuan Min and Yi looked at these people incredulously.

The two even saw a cultivator picking up a handful of dirt, sticking out his tongue to taste it, and then showing a face full of joy…

“What are they doing?”

After the three walked past this field, Xuan Min couldn’t help but ask.

“The people from the Spirit Plant Department are like this, if they want to grow good things, the soil is very important. It needs to be adjusted in time to match the spirit plant. Sometimes, for convenience, they just taste it. These people are experienced, and can tell if it’s suitable with just a taste…”

Wang Yi’an explained with a smile.

He had grown up beside his mother Bu Chan, who was in the Spirit Plant Department, so although he wasn’t skilled in spirit plants, he wasn’t unfamiliar with them either.

Hearing Wang Yi’an’s words, Xuan Min and Yi couldn’t help but change their views of the cultivators slightly.

“So even cultivators need to do such dirty work…”

Wang Yi’an understood the barrier in their hearts upon hearing this and, thinking that the Witch People inherit from True Martial and naturally have a resistance to cultivators, immediately shook his head and said,

“This isn’t called dirty work. On the contrary, the Spirit Plant Department’s status in the sect isn’t low. Within the sect or the Taoist field, contributions are what matter. Regardless of identity, as long as one can contribute to the Little Cang World, everyone is treated the same.”

Xuan Min was thoughtful hearing this.

Yi also became much more serious.

This was already within the territory of the Wanxiang Sect, so Wang Yi’an soon met many acquaintances.

Wang Yi’an greeted them all with a smile, spending a lot of time before finally arriving in front of a mountain peak.

They happened to encounter a figure flying down from the mountain.

Upon seeing Wang Yi’an, they suddenly froze.

Their eyes soon filled with joy:

“Yi’an? When did you come back? How come you didn’t say anything?”

Wang Yi’an’s eyes also showed joy:

“Mother!”

Xuan Min quickly looked at the person, seeing that although their aura wasn’t particularly strong, they had a stately and elegant demeanor.

She hurriedly stepped forward and saluted:

“Xuan Min greets mother.”

Bu Chan was stunned by the way she was addressed.

She subconsciously looked at Wang Yi’an, then quickly responded with joy, bypassing Wang Yi’an to gently hold Xuan Min’s hand, looking her up and down, growing more delighted with each glance:

“Good! Good! What should I call you, child?”

“Mother, her name is Xuan Min.”

Wang Yi’an quickly said.

Bu Chan turned and gave him a glare:

“I wasn’t asking you!”

Wang Yi’an sheepishly scratched his chin.

Xuan Min, meeting her mother-in-law for the first time, felt somewhat nervous, but as the matriarch of her clan, she quickly regained her composure, elegantly paying her respects once more and introducing herself.