Between the four people was a Qi chanism Sand Table, illustrating the entire Qiming Realm.
Fan Qi asked, "Elder Yan, when do you think the construction will be completed?"
Elder Yan?
Upon hearing this address, a na popped up in Fan Wubing’s mind—Yan Mingzi.
He was the top Great Immortal Artisan of the Mo Family, and the majestic and towering Imperial City of the Shangjing Immortal Dynasty was his creation.
Fan Wubing was quite surprised that such a prominent figure would co to Little South Continent to participate in the construction of the Qiming Realm.
Yan Mingzi’s voice was clear and cheerful as he said, "It should be completed by the end of the year."
The beautiful woman to Fan Qi’s right laughed, "It’s rare to hear Elder Yan use the word ’should.’ Are you, this Great Immortal Artisan, not certain it can be completed by the end of the year?"
Yan Mingzi shook his head, sighing,
"Fairy Jiu Yue, don’t tease . Whether it’s completed or not is just a matter of words, but can it ensure the effect described in that plan?"
Fairy Jiu Yue!
Fan Wubing’s head spun. He had seen this na on the Immortal Maiden list, ranked thirteenth, real na Yin Jiuyue, a Fourth-Tier Tribulation Immortal and the Second Elder of the Immortal Continent Supre Palace.
This title instantly put Fan Wubing on edge, instinctively thinking that this woman must harbor ill intentions!
Whether in terms of background, cultivation, or age, she far surpassed his father, Fan Qi.
Why would she have feelings for his father?
Fan Wubing gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed on her.
Such an intense gaze made Yin Jiuyue instinctively uneasy. She looked around but saw nothing.
Fan Qi noticed and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Yin Jiuyue smiled gently, "Nothing, maybe the wind brushed by." She then continued Yan Mingzi’s line, "Even Elder Yan can’t guarantee the effect in the plan?"
Yan Mingzi’s eyes sparkled with a mystical light,
"I’ve reviewed that plan over a hundred tis, and each ti I gained new insights. Truly incredible, what kind of person would have such a worldwide vision to draft such a grand plan."
Yin Jiuyue laughed, "Didn’t Wenxin Heaven publish articles evaluating it? It’s inferred that the drafter must have personally experienced the will of the masses. Who else but the Heavenly Dao could it be?"
"Heavenly Dao..." Yan Mingzi gazed outside, "But why couldn’t it be a human?"
"How could a human have experienced the will of the masses? Even the Primordial Ancestor or Ancestor Qing couldn’t do it," Yin Jiuyue said.
"It can be completed within a month." Suddenly, the dirty girl who hadn’t spoken much chid in from the side.
Yan Mingzi’s shoulders trembled, "Xiaohong, what did you say?"
The girl called "Xiaohong" lifted her head, her gaze firm, "It can be completed within a month."
"A month?!" This was six months faster than Yan Mingzi’s calculations, "Are you sure?"
"I’m sure!"
Yan Mingzi’s expression lightened, and he started laughing.
Yin Jiuyue also smiled, saying, "Since Xiaohong said so, there must be no problem."
Fan Qi nodded, saying cheerfully, "Then I’ll have soone start preparing for the completion ceremony."
Fan Wubing was dumbfounded.
He realized he was mistaken. Apparently... the opinion leader among these people was not the top Great Immortal Artisan, but this unremarkable, even sowhat shabby... Xiaohong?
What a ridiculous na!
Fan Wubing finally focused on her, his spirit sensing her cultivation.
But the mont he touched her, her eyes suddenly glead, "There’s a little thief!"
With that, she swiftly grabbed Fan Wubing by the collar from his hidden state, pulling him out forcefully.
Then everyone ended up staring wide-eyed at each other.
Yan Mingzi was furious, "What the hell! What manner of thief is this, daring to brazenly stand by and spy!" He imdiately sealed the surrounding space, and the dense Qi chanism and Dao Path ford a chanism constraint, instantly shackling Fan Wubing.
Yin Jiuyue also joined in, her slender palm waved slightly, and countless vines grew from the void, wrapping tightly around Fan Wubing.
Only Fan Qi stood there dumbfounded like a fool, then, with a voice that seed to shatter space, shouted,
"Wait!"
Yin Jiuyue, beside him, was startled by his shout.
Fan Qi seed lost, stumbling and staggering toward Fan Wubing.
Yan Mingzi sensed that Fan Wubing was gathering strength and imdiately shouted, "Patriarch Fan, be careful!"
Yin Jiuyue also noticed and stepped in front of Fan Qi before he could react.
Then, everyone saw that all the techniques they used to trap Fan Wubing vanished in an instant.
Fan Qi’s voice trembled, "Wubing, is... is it you?"
Fan Wubing smiled and said, "Father, your son is unfilial, it’s been thirty years without reunion."
"Wu... Wubing?" Yin Jiuyue, standing between them, was stunned for a mont, then suddenly beca a bit flustered. She quickly stepped aside, her graceful deanor becoming sowhat awkward.
The news of the night when everyone fell silent had not yet reached Little South Continent.
For Fan Qi, it was a mont of relief from a lifelong grief, the sorrow of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired one.
This man, with a fra as sturdy as a tree, shed tears.
Everyone was ward by this scene, except for Xiaohong. She foolishly stepped between the father and son, grabbing Fan Wubing’s arm without asking for permission, "Hey! Hey!"
Fan Wubing was bewildered, "What’s going on?"
Xiaohong stared with her big eyes, saying, "You’re the author of the Qiming Realm plan, aren’t you!"
A few people altered their moods again, looking at Fan Wubing in shock.
The intense stares made even soone as thick-skinned as Fan Wubing feel a bit embarrassed. He didn’t understand how Xiaohong figured it out, but since it was exposed, there’s no point in covering it up,
"How did you find out?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaohong suddenly beca extrely excited, imdiately kneeling on the ground and making a big bow,
"Master, I’ve finally found you!"
For the first ti, Fan Wubing felt his mind wasn’t coping, he looked at Fan Qi in confusion.
Then Fan Qi looked at Yan Mingzi.
Yan Mingzi’s hands were trembling, continually swallowing as he looked at Fan Wubing,
"Master Fan, please don’t mind, since Xiaohong entered the Mo Family, she hasn’t had a master..." He made a gesture indicating Xiaohong wasn’t all there, "After reading that plan, she insisted on taking the author as her master."
Master Fan?
Fan Wubing realized he inexplicably gained another title.
He laughed, "So that’s how it is, thank you Elder Yan."
Yan Mingzi was flattered, "No, no, just call Xiaoming, you are the real Elder Fan."
"This..." Fan Wubing helplessly looked at his father.
Fan Qi, his tears still not dry, laughed and said, "Elder Yan, no need to be so formal. Our Wubing is just over fifty, he can’t bear such an address."
Yan Mingzi insisted, "In our Mo Family, rank is based only on skill, not age. Master Fan’s intentions are higher than the heavens, he deserves to be called Elder Fan."
Fan Qi was also helpless.
Fan Wubing sighed deeply, "Alright then."
With their reunion, Fan Qi had no mind for other matters, he quickly pulled Fan Wubing into a room to discuss his experiences over these years.
Only when it was night did they finish.
After hearing Fan Wubing’s story, Fan Qi didn’t focus on his great deeds, but instead asked first,
"So, you found three daughters-in-law in total?"
Fan Wubing was stunned, not expecting his father to focus on this aspect, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed,
"Well... it’s hard to say."
"You kid, what’s so hard to say. If you can’t distinguish love and hate, what kind of man are you!" Fan Qi said seriously, "No matter your intentions, firstly, you must bring Man’Er ho for . When the news of your death ca, she was the first to return to Little South Continent, firmly telling us you would return! She organized everything for you tirelessly, she truly loves you, so you must bring her ho!"
Fan Wubing could only smile and say, "Definitely, definitely."
Fan Qi continued without pause, "Then there’s Qingyao! I’ve already t her great-grandfather and sister. I know you two are engaged, you must not break such a union. As for Gu Lan, this is the first ti I’ve heard of her, but from your description, you two have strong feelings. I don’t know her well, but I think it’s shaful for a man to make a woman cry!"
Fan Wubing had witnessed his father’s macho tendencies since he was a child.
He muttered, "Dad, don’t lecture , tell about Fairy Jiu Yue instead?"
Usually serious and stern, Fan Qi had his face turn red upon hearing this, "I have things to do, you rest first."
After speaking, he quickly left.
Fan Wubing squinted his eyes, thinking his father had fallen into a romance.
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