The red jade hairpin had been in Shen Daochen's hands for a while, and he had originally planned to give it to Shen Sangruo after some time.

But that demon was truly skilled at bewitching people's hearts. During that time, his attention was entirely focused on Bai Mumu, and over time, he forgot about the red jade hairpin.

Shen Daochen held the red jade hairpin, his eyes filled with guilt towards Shen Sangruo.

It's his fault, it's all his fault.

He was a truly derelict father.

Shen Daochen couldn't help but cover his face and cry, but after sobbing for a while, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped.

To this day, he has not been able to win back Shen Sangruo's feelings for him. He is certain that her regret for him is not the position of young sect leader.

Could it be this red jade hairpin?

Shen Daochen stared wide-eyed at the hairpin in his hand, which shone like a flame, his body stiffening.

He had preconceived the idea that what she wanted most was the position of the young sect leader of the Flying Cloud Sect, but he never considered that he and Shen Sangri were first and foremost father and daughter, and only then did they have that relationship within the sect.

For Shen Sangruo, the thing she regrets the most is the relationship between her and her father.

Moreover, the position of young sect leader was something he forced upon her.

He was wrong; he had been thinking wrong all along.

Shen Daochen suddenly realized the truth, but he was also in great pain.

To this day, he, her father, still doesn't understand what she truly wants.

He was such a failure; he was never a good father.

He gripped the red jade hairpin tightly, letting it pierce his palm and drip blood, but he refused to let go.

It was like grasping at the last straw.

He was finally able to win back Shen Sangruo's feelings for him!

Shen Daochen no longer expects Shen Sang to return to Feiyun Sect; he only hopes that after regaining her affections, she can still regard him as her father.

After all, his relationship with Shen Sangruo was closer than his relationship with others.

He was willing to give up the grudges between sects and just be her father and her family, to raise her again, and he would definitely treat her well.

But given the current state of the cultivation world, he probably doesn't have much time to deal with this matter.

Shen Daochen made up his mind; he was going to the front lines to find Shen Sangruo.

Giving her this red jade hairpin would be enough; it wouldn't waste much of her time. Besides, the front lines were so dangerous; he had to protect her!

Shen Daochen seemed to have come back to life, and immediately wanted to personally lead his men to the front line.

Just as he was hurriedly preparing to leave, he felt his soul being drawn by something.

Thinking he had fallen into a trap, he exclaimed, "Oh no!"

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a dreamlike environment.

Alarm bells rang in Shen Daochen's mind, and he shouted into the empty space, "What kind of monster dares to plot against this sect master!"

"Could it be that the evil spirit surnamed Bai is not quite dead yet?! You have caused me to fall into this predicament, today I will surely beat you to a pulp!"

Shen Daochen uttered a series of harsh words to himself, and after a long while, a very soft, cold laugh finally reached his ears.

"Who?! Who is playing tricks here?! Show yourself at once?!" He frowned, warily looking around at everything.

Immediately afterwards, an old man dressed in the robes of the Flying Cloud Sect appeared in his line of sight and said to him in an annoyed tone, "I am your ancestor!"

Shen Daochen wanted to curse loudly, but the other party dared to be so arrogant.

Upon seeing that face he had seen countless times in books, the words that were about to come out turned into a surprised exclamation: "Ancestor?!"

It really was their Flying Cloud Sect's ancestor.

Not only the first sect leader Li Lihui, but all the seniors who had ascended to the transitional realm appeared before Shen Daochen one after another.

Shen Daochen almost couldn't catch his breath; his expression was beyond shock.

"Our ancestors!"

He then realized that he hadn't been ambushed by some evil spirit, but rather that his ancestors had forcibly entered his dream.

"Sect Master Shen is truly impressive." Fu Cheng, Shen Daochen's previous sect master, slowly walked to his side.

"Sect Master Fu?" Shen Daochen was surprised to see Fu Cheng also come.

It was as if he had been transported back to the time when Fu Cheng had reprimanded him sternly. Thinking of the current state of the Flying Cloud Sect, he felt extremely guilty.

Although the other ancestors were of a higher generation, they had already ascended to the upper realm, so there was little contact with them and therefore little feeling.

However, Fu Cheng had actually spent a hundred years with Shen Daochen, and for Shen Daochen, just his presence was enough to create a sense of oppression.

Like a wayward student seeing their teacher again, their eyes filled with unease.

Shen Daochen was extremely flustered. He had already vaguely guessed the general reason why so many ancestors had entered his dream. It must be because he had ruined the Flying Cloud Sect and they had come to demand an explanation.

Even though he had been the sect leader for so many years and could handle all kinds of big occasions with ease, standing in front of so many ancestors, Shen Daochen was still like a greenhorn who had just left the mountains and didn't even know what to do with his hands and feet.

Just as he was about to force a smile and greet the ancestors, Fu Cheng spoke again.

"Let me ask you, what do you have to say about the Flying Cloud Sect becoming what it is today?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Daochen felt utterly dejected.

They had never entered his dreams before, let alone been forced into them like this.

He still thought that his ancestors were unaware of the situation in the cultivation world while they were in the transitional realm, and he was secretly rejoicing.

Now it seems he couldn't escape this calamity after all; it was trouble he caused, and he would have to face it sooner or later.

Shen Daochen had been staying in the Feiyun Sect for a while, so he was out of touch with the outside world and there was no need for other sects to send him messages.

Therefore, he was unaware that the Transitional Realm was restricted by evil cultivators, and that Shen Sangruo had gone to the Transitional Realm.

"All the patriarchs know?" Shen Daochen knelt down with a thud, pleading guilty, "Daochen has failed all the patriarchs and betrayed Sect Master Fu's trust in his disciple. He is a sinner of the Flying Cloud Sect!"

"The Flying Cloud Sect has become what it is today because the disciples mistakenly trusted the evil spirit, which is truly cunning and treacherous..."

"If it's your problem, then it's your problem. Don't give me that nonsense about evil spirits." Li Lihui interrupted Shen Daochen sharply.

"Was it that evil spirit that forced you to believe her, or was it she that forced you to unconditionally favor her? Even though others in the cultivation world have warned you that she has problems, you still chose to stand against them. Was that also something she forced you to do?"

"If you are so stupid as to mistake evil spirits for your daughter, then don't try to shift the blame onto others or make excuses for yourself."

Hearing Li Lihui's words, Shen Daochen was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his head, and his face turned red.

But I wonder, since the ancestors knew so much, why didn't they come to "settle accounts" with him sooner?

Second update! Thank you all for your support! *tweets*

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