"Jiu Wu, I've already complained to Master. You're always thinking about how to defeat Huai An, which isn't good for me at all." Xia Xiang kept working with her hands, not even glancing at him.

"Are you two really together?" The Walker's eyes were full of gossip, and he paused in his actions, losing to Xia Xiang.

Xia Xiang immediately stuck a note on his face, "Master, you lost."

"Hey, that doesn't count, I got distracted just now." The Walker looked at the TV screen with a pained expression, still fiddling with the controller, revealing the other half of his face covered with notes.

Moxibustion Dance: ...

Just as Xia Xiang was about to invite Jiu Wu to sit down, she sensed that Huai An was in critical condition. She hurriedly gave some instructions and then pulled Jiu Wu away.

When the two arrived, Huai'an was lying in a pool of blood, his breath growing weaker and weaker.

Xia Xiang stepped forward to stabilize his injuries, and Jiu Wu carefully helped him up. Together with Xia Xiang, they took him to his residence.

“Let’s go back and see Father when Huai’an wakes up,” Xia Xiang said. “This Father is the same Father as before, we just came back at different times. We can visit him quietly, there won’t be any problems.”

"Okay," Jiu Wu hugged her tighter, burying her face in her neck with a sad tone, "I don't want to win against Huai An anymore, I just want to be with you every moment."

Xia Xiang intertwined her fingers with his and held his hand tightly.

"But let's bully him a bit now," Jiu Wu said, pulling out a colorful highlighter and looking at Huai An lying down with malice.

"Me too!" Xia Xiang smiled brightly and shared half of it. The two of them walked towards the weak, pitiful, and motionless Huai'an...

During Huai'an's recovery period, they concealed their presence and visited the people living there every day. Even though this was the real world, they all felt as if they were trapped in an illusion.

"You two are really boring every day." Huai'an stood beside the two with a pale face, watching Xia Xiang chasing Jiu Lai in the garden.

"This injury isn't ordinary; you should take good care of it," Xia Xiang said calmly, without even glancing at him.

Jiu Wu looked at Huai An's colorful face and desperately tried to suppress her laughter, avoiding looking at him.

“Even if you stay here and guard him, I will still take him away,” Huai’an said stubbornly.

"You don't need to test us, we won't interfere," Jiu Wu said, raising an eyebrow.

"Why?" Huai'an didn't understand.

“Everything has its destiny. If she stays in the Iron Dimension, she probably won’t be able to face the mess that will follow.” Although Jiu Wu was heartbroken, the order of time and space cannot be disrupted.

"So?" Huai'an asked.

"You should focus on your cultivation. Even if you take people back now, you won't be able to get through that place." Xia Xiang raised an eyebrow. "I've calculated it for you. The most suitable time is when she's six years old."

“Your injury will take you a year or two to heal,” Jiu Wu said, looking at the pattern on his face, and couldn’t help but twitch her lips.

“Okay,” Huai’an rubbed his chest and agreed with lowered eyes.

"Here," Xia Xiang took off the Dijiang Ring from her hand and handed it to him, "If you only pursue power, you will lose your way."

Huai'an, looking bewildered, took the ring, then the extremely thick instruction manual Xia Xiang handed him. He looked up and realized the two had already left.

After a moment of silence, he could only return to Bamo Island to recuperate, and the next day he completely forgot about seeing Xia Xiang and Jiu Wu...