"Chen'er, you've been beyond the domain for so long, have you found Yaoyao?" Mo Xiaotian and his wife couldn't help but inquire.

The young girl who used to be around Mo Wangchen every day had always been their ideal daughter-in-law.

Who would have thought that such events would happen later, truly lamentable. It's also unknown whether Mo Wangchen has found her after all these years.

As the topic came up, Mo Wangchen's face couldn't help but freeze, then he nodded, "I found her."

But he clearly didn't want to say more about this matter and quickly changed the topic.

Mo Xiaotian and his wife exchanged a glance, seeing there was something unspeakable hidden in Mo Wangchen's heart, yet they did not inquire further.

In the following three days, the Mo Family held a grand banquet specifically to welcome Mo Wangchen back.

At the feast, everyone continually toasted Mo Wangchen, especially the younger generation of Mo Family members, one after another, without end.

Had Mo Xiaofan not chased away those young fellows, they might have continued nonstop.

During the banquet, Mo Wangchen solemnly introduced the origins and identities of the Green Emperor's Son and others to the Mo Family members.

The Green Emperor's Son did not act arrogantly, always carrying himself like a junior in front of Mo Wangchen's elders, interacting harmoniously.

Until the fourth day, when the banquet finally ended...

"Chen'er, all these years beyond the domain, what has happened? Now there are no outsiders. If there's anything, feel free to confide in your parents."

As night descended, within Wangchen Garden, Mo Xiaotian and his wife sat in the pavilion with Mo Wangchen. Lin Mengyao couldn't help but inquire.

Upon hearing her words, Mo Wangchen was silent for a moment, eventually sighing, then recounting the events simply.

After hearing him, Mo Xiaotian and Lin Mengyao were continuously amazed.

"You mean... Yaoyao is actually your sister? This..."

The parents were tongue-tied, exchanging a glance, faces inevitably turning a little peculiar.

"Indeed siblings, I was originally from the Ji Family in my past life, and now, my body carries both the Mo and Ji family bloodlines..."

Listening to Mo Wangchen's words, Mo Xiaotian and his wife found themselves more and more bewildered. This was their own child, yet why did it feel like he wasn't their child?

Looking at the expressions on his parents' faces, Mo Wangchen found it somewhat amusing, but he continued without saying much.

"You fell into reincarnation for nine hundred years for that woman?"

Upon hearing Mo Wangchen mention Meng Yurou, the couple's faces showed further astonishment.

"Why not bring her back to let us meet her?" Lin Mengyao chuckled.

Mo Wangchen scratched his head, "Returning to Tiannan this time is first and foremost to provide assistance, surely a great battle will ensue. I'm afraid Yurou might be in danger, so I didn't bring her along. There'll be an opportunity for you to meet her..."

That night, the three chatted at length until late at night when Mo Wangchen finally returned to his residence.

The next morning, Mo Wangchen woke up early, paid his respects to his parents, and then found the Green Emperor's Son, informing him he would be leaving the Mo Family for two days.

Afterward, Mo Wangchen directly left the Mo Family.

He journeyed south, towards the direction of the former Piaomiao Palace.

This was the first force Mo Wangchen joined in his early days of battling across the Beiming Land.

Since ancient times, Piaomiao Palace has always been a single lineage. He was the current Saint Heir, later having his Spirit Sea shattered by the Zhou Family Ancestor. The Piaomiao Saint Venerable entered the Emperor Fallen Mountain Range to find Divine Medicine to repair his Spirit Sea.

Even though these events happened over nine hundred years ago, recalling them now still feels vivid.

Mo Wangchen learned from his parents that over these years, Piaomiao Palace hasn't been vacant. During these nine hundred years, two of Mo Wangchen's old friends have been managing everything inside.

One of them is Zhang Hao.

The Young Master of Zhang Family from Jianye City in Yun Country, he was once Mo Wangchen's disciple, his swordsmanship supreme, having comprehended Sword Intent nine hundred years ago, with cultivation nearing the Emperor Realm. Nowadays, the Heaven and Earth Laws have greatly changed, with him secluded within Piaomiao Palace, his strength likely far exceeds many people's expectations.

Besides Zhang Hao, there's another, Aotian, the Young Dragon Mo Wangchen rescued in the Fallen Immortal Forest.

Before Mo Wangchen left, Aotian had already transformed into human form. Though he was a Jiao Long, his body carried a trace of True Dragon Blood, and he received the essence blood inheritance from an ancient Dragon Clan mighty figure in the Starry Ancient Road, leading to being captured by the Demon God Clan.

Later, precisely because of this, a series of events where Mo Wangchen challenged the Demon God Clan occurred.

With Mo Wangchen's current cultivation, after leaving the Mo Family, within less than an hour, he arrived at the Mountain Gate of Piaomiao Palace.

Surrounding mountains rose and fell, with only Piaomiao Peak standing alone, piercing through the clouds.

At this moment, Mo Wangchen stood outside Piaomiao Palace, looking at all the familiar sights, overwhelmed with emotion.

Years ago, he brought Yaoyao here to compete for the position of Piaomiao Saint Heir, once drawing the Divine Bow to alter the Heavenly Vault's color. It was from that day onwards that Mo Wangchen's name gradually spread across the Beiming Land and eventually resounded in all four regions of Tiannan, renowned in the Outer Three Thousand Realms.

Piaomiao Palace, as always, was shielded by a layer of hazy Great Formation, making it impossible to see inside from the outside.

However, with cultivation reaching Mo Wangchen's level, this so-called Great Formation was almost dispensable to him.

He easily passed through the Great Formation and entered Piaomiao Palace.

Even after more than nine hundred years, it hasn't changed. Everything remains the same; walking in the old place, Mo Wangchen's heart is filled with emotion as if he's returned to the period when the Piaomiao Saint Venerable was still alive.

Finally, he arrived in front of a tombstone.

This was the tomb of the Piaomiao Saint Venerable, where Mo Wangchen once personally laid the Venerable to rest.

Standing before it, countless memories flashed through his mind.

The former Piaomiao Saint Venerable had indelibly aided him, something Mo Wangchen had never dared forget.

Now, returning here with the identity of a Netherworld Envoy, should the Venerable's soul remain in this realm, perhaps Mo Wangchen can still see the Venerable once more.

"Who are you?!"

Just as Mo Wangchen stood quietly reminiscing, a man with a sword on his waist arrived behind him.

The man was none other than Zhang Hao, who along with Haotian, had remained secluded in the Piaomiao Palace for hundreds of years, not emerging unless Bai Jincheng and others occasionally visited, having no contact with anyone else.

The world knew him as the disciple of the Divine King Body, but due to so many years without appearing, they had no concept of comparison about his strength.

Now, Zhang Hao has already reached the Peak of True Immortal Realm in cultivation!

At such a level, not to mention the Heavenly Gang, at least in the Tiannan Land he can proudly view many others.

Yet now, inexplicably, someone came to Piaomiao Palace that even he couldn't detect.

For a moment, even Zhang Hao's face changed, bearing a look of tension.

"Haha, long time no see..."

At this moment, Mo Wangchen let out a light laugh, then slowly turned, facing the man.

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