Mo Wen's initial idea was to leave the 72 Tribes Alliance in the Demon Fire Demon Mountain. However, the Demon Fire Demon Mountain was a treasure trove that many people coveted. The 72 Tribes Alliance did not have enough power. Occupying the place would only bring harm.
After careful consideration, he decided to let Zhang Yingjun manage the Demon Fire Demon Mountain. Zhang Yingjun was an intermediate Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivator. She was strong enough, and with the occasional help from the Sorcerer God Temple, she could guard the Demon Fire Demon Mountain.
As for the 72 Tribes Alliance, Mo Wen asked Zhang Yingjun to allocate an area in the Demon Fire Demon Mountain for them to develop. There should not be any problems in the short term.
After dealing with the wastelands, Mo Wen and Yun Xiaoman prepared to return to the main space.
"Big Brother Mo, your incarnation has already broken through to the Divine Illusionary Realm. Will there be any problems when you return to the main space?" Yun Xiaoman asked worriedly.
Immortal cultivators above the Divine Illusionary Realm were not allowed to appear in the Source World. This was a rule set by all realms. Although Mo Wen's original body was still at the Supreme Profundity Realm, his incarnation was at the Divine Illusionary Realm. If he was discovered by the Huatian Palace and reported to the Spirit Realm, Mo Wen would most likely be wanted in the Spirit Realm.
"My incarnation is different from ordinary incarnations. It can merge with my original body. Before I return, I will seal my incarnation in my body. Naturally, there will not be any problems."
Mo Wen smiled lightly. If he sealed his incarnation in his body, it would be difficult for Virtue Realm existences to discover his incarnation unless they caught him and examined him carefully. There would not be any problems when he returned to the Source World. He would definitely not be discovered.
Ten days later, a space passageway suddenly appeared in the Ancient Sorcery Space. Two youths, one male and one female, walked out of the space passageway.
Many cultivators in the Ancient Sorcery Space knelt on the ground, looking respectfully at the young girl in the sky.
"Greetings, Moon Maiden."
The Ancient Sorcery Space had already received news of the Moon Maiden's return. Moon Maidens had a rather high status in the Sorcerer Clan. Even in the Magical Realm, Moon Maidens were sacred and noble symbols.
Yun Xiaoman looked at the people kneeling at her feet with a complicated expression. They were the ones who had forced her to participate in the Moon Maiden selection. Things had changed over time. She had actually become the Sorcerer Clan's Moon Maiden and become the disciple of the Goddess Jia Xie.
"Xiaoman, the one who caught you and brought you to the Ancient Witch Space was the chief, Feng Ling?"
"Yes."
Yun Xiaoman nodded and said softly, "But I don't blame Grandma Feng. She's very good to me. Originally, she didn't want me to participate in the Moon Maiden Selection, but a few elders of the Sorcerer Tribe saw that I was very talented and insisted that I participate."
"I know a little about the matter between your grandfather and Chief Feng. Your grandfather's greatest wish is to see Chief Feng one last time before he dies. I wonder what your intentions are?" Mo Wen asked.
"I'm afraid Granny Feng won't see my grandpa." Yun Xiaoman let out a bitter laugh and said, "I know that Grandma Feng still has my grandfather in her heart, but … she also hates my grandfather."
"I'll try to do their work later."
Given her status, she could directly order Feng Ling 'er to meet her grandfather. However, it was clear that she and her grandfather did not wish to meet her by doing so.
"Go home. You've been away from home for decades, right?" Mo Wen smiled helplessly. Immortal Cultivators and mortals would sooner or later be people of two different worlds.
It had been more than 20 years since Yun Xiaoman had disappeared. Fortunately, he had given Yun Xiaoman's grandfather a Life Prolonging Panacea. Under normal circumstances, he should still be alive and well.
Yun Xiaoman's expression was complicated. She was suddenly afraid to go home. She was afraid that after she went home, things would change and people would be different.
Rumble!
Mo Wen shattered the space barrier of the Ancient Witch Space. He became a beam of light and disappeared from his original spot in an instant.
Mo Wen walked out of the Yun Clan's villa in the capital. The corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
He had sent Yun Xiaoman home safely. He had finally fulfilled his promise. When the Yun Clan saw Yun Xiaoman return, they were all so excited that they could not stop crying. The family had reunited. Mo Wen did not want to stay and disturb them.
Yun Xiaoman's grandfather was now a hundred years old because he had taken the Life Prolonging Panacea. However, he was still very healthy.
On the streets of the capital, Mo Wen felt a little emotional as he strolled along the streets. It had been a long time since he had seen the scenery, the air, the smog, and the exhaust fumes of cars.
The natural environment of the capital was terrible. However, Mo Wen enjoyed the garbage air here. He had breathed this smell for more than ten years, from elementary school to university. Now, things remained the same, but people had changed.
A commotion suddenly came from the side of the road. More than ten people were gathered on the sidewalk in front of him. They were pointing and discussing.
Huh?
Mo Wen glanced in that direction. Then, his eyes flashed and he strode over.
"Do you people have any conscience? You don't even help an old man up when he falls," a middle-aged woman wearing a checkered top said aggressively as she pointed at the group of people around her.
"Why don't you help him up? Help him up if you can. "
"That's right. Can you help an old man up now? Times have changed. Public morals are getting worse by the day. People's hearts are not what they used to be. Now, it's an era where people guard against theft and robberies to prevent old people from falling down."
"This old man is at least eighty to ninety years old. Who knows how many problems he has. If you help him up, what if he blackmails you?"
…
In the middle of the crowd, an old man over eighty years old collapsed on the ground. His right hand was clutching his chest. His face was pale and his breathing was weak.
There were many people watching, but no one was willing to help.
At this moment, a youngster walked forward and helped the old man up. He extended a hand and patted his back.
"Eh, there's actually a hero who dares to help an old man. Youngsters nowadays are very compassionate. However, it's a pity that they lack social experience. With his help, they might get into big trouble."
"Yes, it's hard to be a good person now. Even if some old people are reasonable, some old people's family members are weird. If you get entangled by them, it'll be hard to get away."
"This youngster is so insensible. Do his parents know what he's doing?"
…
Seeing that someone dared to help the old man up, the surrounding people immediately turned their attention to the youngster.
"Stop it right now."
A beautiful young lady dressed fashionably took two or three steps forward. She extended her hand and grabbed Mo Wen's shoulder, preparing to drag him away. Her grip was exceptionally strong. Even three or four burly men could not compare to her. It was not the strength that a young lady should have.
However, just as her fingers touched Mo Wen's body, it was as if she had been electrocuted. She quivered and took two steps back.
"You …"
The beautiful young lady did not expect that she would not be able to drag this person away. Instead, she was forced to take two or three steps back. She knew that she had met someone capable.
"What do you know? Old people who are sick cannot be touched. I've already called 120. The medical staff will rush to the scene immediately."
The beautiful young lady was rather angry. Did this person know any medical knowledge? You are not a doctor or a nurse. What if something goes wrong if you go and touch him?
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Today is the last update. Because I have just returned to the Source World, there are many things that I have not sorted out yet. Let me think about it.
(To be continued.)
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