After the dragons leave, the Bureau of Non-Nature and the Taoist Association should also leave.
They clasped their hands in a fist salute to Bai Xi, saying, "Master Bai Xi, we'll meet again someday!"
Bai Xi nodded, and their figures quickly disappeared.
Jun Mo showed no sign of leaving. He chuckled and said, "Aren't you going to invite me to visit your Taoist temple?"
Bai Xi said, "You can come to my Taoist temple anytime."
Seeing this, Junmo followed her.
Yun Nuan and Lin Xinxi glanced at the Emperor of Fengdu secretly, then immediately followed.
...
Junle and his family of three soared freely through the clouds.
The two golden dragons in front, their bodies covered in golden scales, shimmered in the sunlight, and were incredibly beautiful.
The little white dragon flew at the very back, its eyes curiously looking down.
This is the first time she has come to the human world since she became an adult.
The street was bustling with people. A gentle breeze blew, and a little boy's balloon was blown away. He quickly reached out to chase after it.
The balloon flew higher and higher, and the little boy stood on tiptoe, trying to reach out and grab it.
At that moment, the little boy saw a giant white dragon appear in the white clouds, which seemed to be plated with a layer of silver light under the sunlight.
"Mom! Look, there's a dragon in the sky!" The little boy pointed to the sky in astonishment.
The little boy's mother heard the sound and quickly looked up.
The sky was a clear blue, a very beautiful sight. Where could one find a dragon?
She assumed her son had misread it, and smiled as she went over to take his hand, saying, "Don't watch so many cartoons if you don't have to."
The dragon that the child imagined even didn't want his favorite balloon.
"Mommy, there really is a dragon! I just saw it!" The little boy blinked his bright eyes.
“That dragon was white, and it was this big, very big.” He gestured as he tried to convince his mother.
When the mother heard her son say it was a white dragon, she became even more certain that her son had made a mistake.
She smiled and patted her son's head. "Silly child, how could there be dragons in this world? What you just saw was a white cloud that had transformed into a dragon."
The little boy pouted as he looked up at the tail of the little white dragon in the sky, which disappeared into the clouds.
She muttered to herself, "...There really is a dragon! I saw it, so why can't Mom see it?"
The little boy's eyes were clear and pure. He looked at the pedestrians on the street, a big question flashing in his eyes: Why can't they see anything?
The little boy was led away by his mother, but he still stared at the dragon that had flown away and disappeared, feeling somewhat reluctant to leave.
...
Rong Yan was sitting on the steps of the family's old house, her gaze fixed on the withered tree.
Ever since the fairy and her ancestors left, this withered tree has been visibly rotting.
Their family no longer has a lucky tree.
At this moment, Grandpa Rong walked over, leaning on his cane.
"...I knew you'd be here."
Rong Yan looked up and saw who it was, surprised. "Grandpa, what brings you here?"
Grandpa's legs were weak, so she quickly got up and went to help him.
Grandpa Rong chuckled and said, "If I hadn't come, were you planning to squat here all night?"
His granddaughter is different from his other grandchildren. She has been interested in the affairs of her ancestors since she was a child and has a special feeling for this withered tree left by her ancestors.
This withered tree accompanied her through countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters. It witnessed the rise and fall of her family and carried too many memories and emotions.
Not only his granddaughter, but even he himself, this withered tree held irreplaceable significance for him.
Now that the ancestors have completely departed and the withered tree is about to rot, it's normal for the granddaughter to feel melancholy and nostalgic.
"Xiaoyan, nothing in this world can last forever. You have a long life ahead of you, and we should move forward."
Grandpa Rong paused for a moment, then said, "But it will always remain in our hearts."
Upon hearing this, Rong Yan nodded, "Yes, it will forever remain in our hearts."
Rong Yan felt relieved, and then she asked, "Where is Grandma?"
Grandpa Rong said, "Your grandma has already gone to sleep. I came here secretly, so please don't tell her."
Rong Yan knew that her grandfather was henpecked, so she nodded and smiled, "Yes."
"You two, grandfather and grandson, are trying to keep this from me?"
Suddenly, Madam Rong's voice came from behind them.
Old Master Rong froze, then turned to see his wife standing in front of him, glaring at him.
He stammered, "You...you weren't asleep, were you?"
Madam Rong said, "What? I fell asleep so you could sneak over to see the fairy, is that it?"
She still harbors resentment about the fairy incident.
Grandpa Rong quickly shook his head, "No, I came here to keep my granddaughter company. You're the only one in my heart, how could there be that fairy?"
Grandpa Rong immediately put on a fawning smile, "Besides, don't you already know that the fairy was our ancestor's fiancée? I only have reverence for our ancestor."
Upon hearing this, Madam Rong snorted.
Seeing that her grandparents were so old, yet still so childlike and loving, Rong Yan felt nothing but envy.
At this moment, the withered tree of good fortune came back to life, sprouting tender green buds.
Rong Yan asked in surprise, "Our ancestors are coming."
As soon as she finished speaking, a soft light flashed, and the fairy with unparalleled beauty quietly appeared.
Accompanying her was a handsome young man dressed in armor.
Rong Yan immediately recognized him as the male ancestor of the family, followed by another female general in armor.
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