When she heard that the two had given her over twenty grandchildren, even Bu Chan couldn’t help but be stunned.
"Tw-twenty-sothing?"
"Yes, the oldest just had another one... It’s a boy."
Xuan Min said softly, her face slightly flushed.
"This... am I a great-grandmother now?"
Bu Chan was so shocked that her thoughts were in disarray.
Unable to resist looking at Wang Yi’an, she reproached:
"Then how co you didn’t bring the children over?"
Both of them were embarrassed.
They were too ashad to say that Chong Hua had sent them back.
Bu Chan then looked at Yi, glanced at several people, understood in her heart, and nodded:
"I have other matters, so I won’t delay. Your father is in the dungeon, Yi’an, you know the way, take Xuan Min and him there together."
Xuan Min and Yi quickly bade farewell.
Bu Chan subsequently left.
Wang Yi’an also then led the two of them and stepped into the dungeon.
Xuan Min’s heart couldn’t help but leap.
She had long heard from Wang Yi’an about her father’s deeds, but when it was ti to et him face to face, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.
However, when she saw the figure in a green robe sitting under a tree, smiling, she still froze.
His appearance was ninety percent similar to that of Uncle Chong Hua, only lacking so sharpness, yet possessing more warmth and mystery.
He looked at her with a gentle smile and said softly:
"You must be Xuan Min?"
Xuan Min was startled, and her mind instinctively recalled an ability of her father that Wang Yi’an had ntioned before—knowing past affairs inside the realm.
She imdiately bowed deeply to him with respect:
"Xuan Min, pays respect to Father."
Beside her, Yi also hurriedly bowed:
"Greetings, Master."
"Hmm, you all ca."
Wang Ba, sitting under the tree, nodded slightly.
Looking at the three before him, his heart filled with so comfort.
He spoke softly:
"I’m already aware of the situation with the Twelve Dutian Formation; you did well."
The affairs inside the realm couldn’t be hidden from him; he just hadn’t had the spare ntal strength to attend to them before. So even though he knew Wang Yi’an later managed to ’command the father with the grandchildren,’ he couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.
Now, with the Chaos Origin Substance replenishing Little Cang World, everything was moving in a positive direction, giving him so energy and leisure to address this matter.
He turned to Wang Yi’an, his expression slightly serious.
At that mont, the originally relaxed atmosphere instantly beca stagnant and heavy.
Both Xuan Min and Yi instinctively felt a tightening in their hearts at the change in the atmosphere.
Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but beco serious and said softly:
"Father..."
In such an atmosphere, Wang Ba shook his head slightly and said:
"I know your thoughts; however, do you think re blood relations can influence my arrangents?"
Wang Yi’an remained silent.
Wang Ba didn’t intend to let him go, speaking sternly:
"Both Witch People and Cultivators must pay the necessary price for their survival. You are originally a Cultivator and should know the heavy price paid by Cultivators over the years for the safety of Little Cang World. How many ancestors gave their lives for its completeness and for the Witch Clan’s continuation. Now you’re letting the Witch Clan benefit without wanting to pay the price for your narrow-minded benevolence; do you think it’s fair?"
Wang Yi’an was silent for a mont before speaking:
"But ultimately, Cultivators enjoyed more benefits."
"So I gave you a chance."
Wang Ba calmly replied:
"I hoped you could resolve the inherent conflict between Witch People and Cultivators from the start, so I let you enter the realm... but your solution was to hope through interference in my decision to favor the Witch People, which is far from your original intention."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
He knew that his father was right, he indeed hadn’t achieved the initial goals set, and the decisions made had, in so ways, exacerbated unfairness.
But when he beca the Shaman Master, his perspective beca difficult to completely detach.
He could only remain silent.
Seeing Wang Yi’an’s silent reaction, Wang Ba didn’t continue to scold him but sighed, saying:
"Witch People, or Cultivators, or other tribes... they’re all just appearances. You are always trapped in this appearance, leading to differentiation, making it difficult for you to overco this conceptual barrier. Perhaps the only thing you’ve done right is establishing the ’Twelve Dutian Formation’ with Yi, which has given the existence of the Witch Clan more value."
"But if you can’t break illusions and see through the essence, you will suffer this loss sooner or later..."
After pondering for a mont, he made arrangents:
"You shall go to the Senluo Hell to replace Daoist Yuanci and guard the True Spirit there."
Wang Yi’an raised his head in astonishnt to look at Wang Ba.
Xuan Min, who had been silent, couldn’t help but speak out:
"Father, Xuan Min wishes to accompany Yi’an."
Wang Ba was slightly taken aback, looked at Xuan Min, his gaze slightly softened, pondered for a while, and nodded:
"Go ahead."
The two then left the dungeon.
Yi felt sowhat at a loss, scratched his head, and also bowed to Wang Ba, intending to follow Wang Yi’an and them.
"They’re going to guard the True Spirit; why would you follow them?"
Wang Ba said, sowhat helplessly.
Yi looked at Wang Ba with a face of confusion:
"Master, then I..."
"Go study."
Wang Ba said without hesitation.
"Ah?!"
Yi couldn’t help but open his mouth wide in astonishnt.
Wang Ba also didn’t bother to say more to him and instructed:
"You may dabble in all combat skills within the sect, and for the rest, you needn’t look at them."
"Whenever you feel you’ve gained sothing, go inside the realm to find my incarnation... you have a pure heart, naturally adept at combat, don’t waste this talent."
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