When Hua Qingcheng came out of Xuantian's dormitory, the eastern sky was already turning pale.

"Xiao Qingcheng, how is the master?" Seeing Hua Qingcheng coming into the yard, Han Yichen hurried forward and asked nervously.

Xuan Ming, Shan You, Xuan Yue and Xuan Qing on the side did not say anything, but their burning gazes towards Hua Qingcheng also revealed their desire for knowledge.

Hua Qingcheng took in everyone's expressions. She helped Han Yichen sit on the stone bench in the pavilion and said slowly, "Master has completed his merits and will soon go to a better place. You don't have to feel sad for him. You should bless him."

Hearing this, Han Yichen's eyes became confused, tears streaming down his cheeks. He murmured to himself: "I understand this, but I still feel sad..."

Hua Qingcheng gently patted Han Yichen's back and comforted him, "Achen, don't be too sad. Master doesn't want to see us so sad."

Han Yichen nodded, trying to control his emotions and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Then, he raised his head again, looked at Hua Qingcheng, and asked softly, "Xiao Qingcheng, then... Ah Chen will never see Master again, right?"

After hearing this, Hua Qingcheng thought for a moment and said, "Let everything go with the flow. Forcing it will only cause more trouble. Perhaps one day, you will meet again."

She wondered if Zuo Qinglong had returned to the modern era, and the real Xuantian would likely return to Laifeng Kingdom at the same time. She wondered how the real Xuantian would treat this disciple of his "other self"...

In the face of unforeseen events, Hua Qingcheng chose to remain silent. If Xuantian treated Han Yichen with affection, then everyone would be happy; however, if Xuantian treated Han Yichen with indifference and alienation, then it would probably only hurt Han Yichen again.

Hua Qingcheng looked at Han Yichen, her heart filled with worry and uneasiness. She knew that Han Yichen had always respected and loved the masters of Xuanyi Valley, treating them like family. If Xuantian treated Han Yichen coldly, Han Yichen would definitely feel very lost and sad.

As for Xuantian, he might also need time to adapt to the situation left by this "other self". After all, he and Han Yichen had no emotional foundation, and suddenly having to accept a strange apprentice might be a bit difficult for him to adapt.

Hua Qingcheng sighed softly and decided not to tell Han Yichen about this for the time being, so as not to cause him unnecessary trouble.

When Han Yichen heard Hua Qingcheng's words of comfort, a hint of anticipation flashed across his charming eyes. He held Hua Qingcheng's hand tightly and nodded with a choked sob.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, especially Han Yichen, with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"Hua Qingcheng, Xiao Chenchen... I'll leave everything to you from now on." Xuantian said with his last bit of strength.

"Don't worry." Hua Qingcheng responded solemnly.

Tears glistened in Han Yichen's bright eyes. He nodded seriously towards Xuantian, "Master, don't worry. Your little Chenchen has grown up and will take good care of himself."

"Xuantian" nodded inaudibly, and turned his gaze to Xuanming, Xuanyue, Xuanqing and others, and gave them a serious and earnest explanation, which made the three of them shed tears.

Han Yichen wiped his tears, turned to Shan You and said, "Shan You, come and meet the Master!"

Upon hearing this, Shan You stepped forward obediently and knelt down to pay homage to Zuo Qinglong, who was dressed in Xuantian's appearance, as a disciple's grandson.

"Xiao Chenchen, seeing that you have learned a lot of skills and now there is someone to succeed you, the master feels very comforted..." Zuo Qinglong said softly.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Qinglong felt his vision gradually blurring, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier... until he slowly closed his eyes.

"Master!" Han Yichen, sensing that "Xuantian"'s vitality was gradually fading, finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

For a moment, everyone was immersed in grief and accompanied "Xuantian" through the last moments of his life.

When Hua Qingcheng (the heroine) was talking alone with Xuantian, who was dressed as Zuo Qinglong, in the dormitory, in the distant modern world, Hua Qingcheng (not the heroine) was staring at the old lady who was originally dead crawling out of the coffin with her mouth wide open.

The filial son Feng Rongjin was originally guarding in the yard. When he heard the noise in the mourning hall, he came to check. He didn't know what was going on until he saw it.

But he saw his old mother, who had already been buried, standing in front of the mourning hall, staring at him as he walked into the hall.

"Mom?!" Feng Rongjin exclaimed, his voice full of fear and disbelief, as if he was struck by a thunderbolt.

Then he said, "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, go find Dad." Then there was a loud "bang" and the eldest young master of the Feng family, who was in mourning, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Rong Jin, what happened?" An Muya, who was in mourning for her mother-in-law in the yard, also came over after hearing the noise, and saw Feng Rong Jin lying at the door of the mourning hall.

Before An Muya could figure out what was going on, a faint voice came to her ears: "Daughter-in-law, is Ajin so happy to see me?"

An Muya felt her scalp tingling. She raised her head slightly and saw her mother-in-law Chu Qianqiu wearing funeral clothes and makeup like a dead person.

At this moment, Chu Qianqiu was standing in the center of the mourning hall. Her face was as pale as paper, but her lips were painted scarlet, making her look very strange and creepy.

"Mom..." An Muya squeezed out a word with difficulty, her body unconsciously took a step back, and her voice trembled like a leaf swaying in the wind.

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