They covered themselves with invisibility talismans all the way, and it still took them a month to travel from the Demon Realm to Yunyin.
I've been traveling on and off for the past month.
Song Tingwan would occasionally stop her spirit boat to rest and recuperate, while A Yao and A Ji would find a place to practice their skills and activities. She would then lead her disciples to perform acts of healing and helping others.
They saved some people.
I also saw some unscrupulous people who used the excuse of being pitiful to ask for pills to sell.
As Baili Xijiang stayed by his master's side, he learned more and more.
Sometimes, after being scammed, she would go back and cry in frustration.
However, after this happened several times, Baili Xijiang became much more cautious.
But his kindness remains.
Song Tingwan was very satisfied and praised her little apprentice many times.
He was then amused by Shen Zhuochuan's telepathic message.
The entire dragon clan knows that the little black dragon has been praised by his master.
Song Tingwan couldn't stop laughing, so she went next door to find her younger sister to laugh with her.
At least she didn't laugh in front of her apprentice; she's really conscientious.
One month later.
The group finally arrived at Kumogakure.
Song Tingwan originally wanted to return quietly, but she discovered that Yunyin had changed drastically in the past hundred years.
The original cliff was replaced with the Cloud Hidden Gate.
A group of people, just like Aji used to be, were squatting at the entrance, staring intently at the two characters "Yunyin" in an attempt to comprehend the sword intent.
In the past, all those who came and went were members of the Cloud Hidden Clan.
Nowadays, various cultivators, including demons, humans, and monsters, frequently come and go.
There were still no guards at the entrance.
After Song Tingwan and her group disembarked from the spirit boat, it was Song Siyao's turn to lead her inside.
"Yunyin has long since ceased to live in seclusion, having joined the ranks of the eight great clans."
"We cooperate with all four clans and eight tribes."
"Sister, Yunyin is getting better and better, and so is everyone else."
"Fortunately, my older sister came back, and only my father is left."
As he spoke, Song Siyao looked nostalgically toward the forbidden area.
“After a hundred years of nurturing, when I went to visit my father, I would occasionally feel hands brushing my head. I wonder if it was my father’s consciousness.”
Song Tingwan chuckled softly.
He gazed thoughtfully at the bustling Cloud Hidden Street.
Having walked this path countless times before, it still feels somewhat unfamiliar.
"Perhaps, it was something my father did subconsciously."
Song Tingwan's gaze fell on Uncle Zhu's shop; a hundred years had passed.
It's still empty there.
"The clan chief has decided to preserve this shop, as it is an elder we have forgotten."
If even this shop no longer exists, then the forgotten people are truly pitiful.
Song Tingwan's eyes welled up slightly. "It's kind of the clan leader to leave this shop here."
The surrounding area was bustling with activity, but this shop was lonely and empty.
"Hey! Wan's back!"
"Hey everyone—"
"Ah Wan is back!"
Since Yun Yin stopped avoiding the world, everyone has become quite busy.
In the past, the arrival of a few outsiders would have been a source of great curiosity, but now, with people coming and going, it's no longer surprising to see any number of outsiders.
After one of the Cloud Hidden Clan members discovered it, countless Cloud Hidden Clan members rushed out of the shops and streets, ignoring the doubts of passersby, and excitedly headed towards Song Tingwan.
Song Tingwan quickly took two steps back. "Uncles and aunts, please don't get agitated. I'm not leaving for a while now. You can go about your business."
"Oh dear, it's been a hundred years! My children have all grown up and can't ask you for candy anymore."
“That’s a hundred years! If the High Priest sees you well, he’ll be overjoyed.”
Everyone sighed, even though Song Siyao and Wan Qiji were trying their best to keep everyone from crowding.
But she couldn't resist the crowd's enthusiasm in stuffing things into Song Tingwan's hands.
"I still have quite a few of these newly emerging hairpin styles in my shop. I'll deliver them to you tonight."
"..."
Song Tingwan had no choice but to thank him, then lifted her skirt and ran into the alley.
After everyone had run away, the group of outsiders who weren't very familiar with Song Tingwan only realized what had happened later.
"Who is this? The character 'Wan' in her name... Could it be Song Tingwan, whom everyone's been talking about lately?!"
"Yes! That explains why it looked so familiar!"
"My God, the number one alchemist ran right past me, and I didn't even appreciate it!"
Song Tingwan and a group of people ran back home.
As the news spread, the Cloud Village people greeted them warmly on the road, but tacitly refrained from disturbing their homes.
Ah Wan had always been in poor health, and they all watched the light screen as the sacrifice disappeared.
Everyone said that Awan was dead, but Ayao refused to believe it. She guarded the remnant soul of the high priest every day, insisting that her sister and father would not die.
At the time, I just felt sorry for her, and we all carefully comforted the girl who was breaking down.
But in their hearts, they also had unspoken expectations for Awan.
Song Tingwan was an exception within the clan.
Born with a weak constitution.
Yet it is also highly favored by God.
Perhaps, a miracle really will happen.
A while ago, the clan chief told us that Awan had really returned, and they were all happy for her.
I wonder what price they paid to be resurrected.
The high priest is the same as he was before.
They all need to help take care of things.
but…
Awan's aura seemed much stronger.
Her complexion was much rosier than before, and she looked like a healthy young girl.
At least it puts people at ease.
Hmm, all the good stuff at home can now be sent to the high priest's beautiful and well-behaved little daughter.
.
"Master is still so popular, hahaha."
Baili Xijiang laughed heartily and casually squatted down with his sister Aji to feed the little spirits in the yard.
The magnolias are in full bloom, just like they were back then.
Song Tingwan looked at the courtyard, which remained unchanged, and smiled as she watched A Yao's practiced movements. "Have you come back often these past few years?"
Song Siyao expressionlessly let the little rabbit rub against her fingertips before calmly feeding the next one.
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