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"Ah!" Li Xiaonan roared, nearly shaking out his Inner Demon.
As the old saying goes, sons come to collect debts, yet this troublesome son had never caused Li Xiaonan any trouble; on the contrary, he always complied with his father's wishes.
Li Xiaonan was quite fond of him, but now this short and nonsensical statement about wanting to sever their father-son relationship was truly infuriating.
"Xiao Nan, don't be angry just yet. If I'm not mistaken, Dog Egg isn't rejecting you as his father; there must be another reason," Mei Yingluo said, furrowing her brows.
"Mother, what on earth is going on? Why does Dog Egg suddenly want to sever our father-son relationship?"
"Sigh... This matter is long but simple. You have a son and a daughter, and you ascended early, missing their growth. These two little ones have been together day and night and have developed feelings for each other. Although I tried to intervene, it didn't have much effect..."
Li Xiaonan was taken aback, thinking to himself: Isn't this just ridiculous? What kind of sin have I committed?
His own children had actually promised each other a lifetime together. Wait a minute—strictly speaking, Dog Egg and Xiao Bei don't share blood relations, so it's not an issue if they get together.
If they have children in the future, wouldn't that make me a grandfather? Oh my goodness, this is still absurd!
Li Xiaonan's expression was quite rich; one moment he was laughing, the next he was crying, truly showing signs of a split personality.
He muttered in frustration, "Mother, why didn't you tell me about such a big matter?"
"I wanted to say something during your last visit, but you didn't run into me. This time it's your wedding again. Besides, Dog Egg has already ascended; what difference does it make now?"
"Ah!" Li Xiaonan suddenly slapped his thigh and sat down on the ground, his hair almost turning white from worry.
In the distance, Earth Immortal was seething, and a shadow of a dog darted over, instantly raising everyone's alertness.
Li Xiaonan didn't even lift his head and said, "Don't be nervous; it's our own."
"Awoo!" White Star Soul let out a light howl, and his silver body shrank several times before he pounced into Li Xiaonan's arms.
Ever since White Star Soul acknowledged Li Xiaonan as his leader, he increasingly enjoyed maintaining his wolf form while also relishing being petted by Li Xiaonan, completely shedding the imposing demeanor of the White Emperor.
Li Xiaonan was knocked over by him but affectionately patted his head as he sat up and asked, "Little White, how did it go?"
White Star Soul rubbed against Li Xiaonan's hand and replied, "Isn't that obvious? I'm the White Emperor, so of course I got it done. I've already communicated with Ni Zhi. That old Yellow Emperor has indeed regained his cultivation; I estimate it won't be long before he comes looking for trouble with you."
"Let him come; I'm not afraid," Li Xiaonan said as he playfully ruffled White Star Soul's head, turning his handsome dog face into a mess.
Li Xiaonan continued, "Little White, help your boss with one more thing."
"Boss, just say it; Little White is at your service."
Li Xiaonan sighed helplessly and said, "My son is missing; can you help me find him..."
White Star Soul raised his head and asked, "Hmm? The little boss is missing? What does he look like?"
Li Xiaonan raised both hands, and an illusory figure slowly formed in the air—a long-haired, elegant young man standing proudly in midair. Although his expression was somewhat cynical, there was an unmistakable aura of a king about him. This image was none other than Li Dogdan, famously known as Li Nezha.
White Star Soul frowned slightly and said, "Boss, is this your biological son?"
Li Xiaonan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
White Star Soul chuckled awkwardly and replied, "It's nothing, I was just saying it casually. I'm off now." As soon as he finished speaking, he dashed away in a flash.
Li Baobao gazed longingly at White Star Soul's departing figure and said, "Little White is so naughty... he ran off without letting me 'touch' him."
Li Xiaonan pinched her soft cheek and teased, "Silly girl, next time I'll have Little White leave a clone for you to 'touch' to your heart's content, how about that?"
"Mm-hmm," Li Baobao nodded happily.
"Achoo!" Not long after leaving, White Star Soul sneezed unexpectedly and muttered to himself, "Which rascal is talking bad about me? Could it be that the boss misses me? Hehe, but the little boss has a certain aura that feels familiar..."
Li Xiaonan returned to Cloud Sky Pavilion with her family.
Mei Qingdan was the first to rush out upon hearing the news. With a beaming smile, he looked at Mei Yingluo and exclaimed, "Good daughter, good daughter! You've ascended too! Come, come, quickly pay your respects to the ancestors!"
"Grandpa!" Li Xiaonan and the other girls called out together, startling Mei Qingdan.
He stammered, "You all got married? Oh my, such a big event and you didn't even tell me! I don't have anything to give you; just ask your husbands for whatever you want. Hehehe."
Li Xiaonan shook her head with a smile and led everyone inside. Mei Chunhui brought the people of Cloud Sky Pavilion out to greet them, saying in unison, "We pay our respects to the Master."
"Everyone, please rise," Li Xiaonan said simply as she introduced everyone.
Huang Yan felt a sense of comfort seeing Li Xiaonan achieve such success. However, she couldn't help but miss Yu Jizi and expressed her concern, saying, "Xiao Nan, Master's Wife plans to find your master. Now that I see you've achieved this level of success, I truly feel at ease."
Li Xiaonan frowned and said, "Master's Wife, you have just ascended and your cultivation is still unstable. Moreover, the Immortal Realm is fraught with dangers. You should stay at Cloud Sky Pavilion to consolidate your cultivation. I have already sent someone to look for..."
"After searching for so long, there is still no news. Wasn't Cultivation also filled with crises? Why has it become that now you are an immortal yet you want to hide? If I don't go out and experience the world, how can I face being your Master's Wife?" Huang Yan said, her brows furrowing.
Every Cultivator has their own pride, especially since Huang Yan was also the one who introduced Li Xiaonan to artifact refining, making her half a master to him and also his Master's Wife.
Now that her disciple was stronger than her, Huang Yan felt happy for Li Xiaonan. However, if it meant relying on him to be a "turtle hiding in its shell," she would absolutely refuse.
Li Xiaonan was about to continue persuading her when Mei Yingluo grabbed his hand and said, "Alright, you know your Master's Wife's temperament. Let her go."
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly but reluctantly agreed.
Huang Yan then bid farewell to everyone and immediately set off on her journey to find Yu Jizi.
Seeing her leave, Li Xiaonan split off a clone and instructed, "Follow Master's Wife closely. Don't let her notice you, and absolutely ensure she doesn't get into any trouble."
The clone nodded and swiftly darted away.
Mei Yingluo looked at the side profile of Li Xiaonan and suddenly realized that this child had truly grown up.
Li Xiaonan stood still, pondering whether he should head to the Dragon Clan first, but he felt a vague sense of unease in his heart.
After a moment of thought, he decided to find Qing An first and give him the Serene Lotus Cushion.
He turned to Hong Lian and asked, "I plan to go to the Buddhist Realm. Do you want to come with me?"
"Sure, I want to see what the Buddhist Realm looks like too," Hong Lian replied happily.
Li Xiaonan nodded and explained a few things to the group before moving with Hong Lian towards the Celestial Buddha War Ruins.
Strange golden lights were scattered throughout the purple star field, gently obstructing anyone or anything trying to approach.
Even Li Xiaonan, at his current cultivation level, could not penetrate further.
How strange, what is going on? Let's try using Buddha's Vital Energy.
After a moment of thought, Li Xiaonan joined his hands together, enveloping himself in the ancient and profound Buddha's Vital Energy. He picked up Hong Lian and flew once more towards the brightest golden planet in the star field.
This time, the golden light did not hinder him; instead, it slowly dispersed around them, creating an arched corridor.
Following the dazzling starlight, Li Xiaonan and Hong Lian landed on a planet that was none other than the main star of the Buddhist Realm.
Celestial mist swirled around them, with no end in sight. The surroundings were empty—there were no people or palaces.
In desperation, Li Xiaonan had no choice but to use Buddha's Vital Energy and shouted, "Qing An, I'm here to deliver the Serene Lotus Cushion! Come out, Qing An!"
"Buddhist Realm Central Land must not be disturbed," a figure slowly materialized.
Li Xiaonan focused his gaze and was surprised to find that it was not Qing An but a Yellow-Robed Monk.
With two white eyebrows hanging down to his lips, he looked like an enlightened master. A hint of astonishment flashed in his green bean-like eyes as he said, "Nameless, you have come too."
"I’m looking for Qing An... that is, Dustless. Quickly, take us to see him."
"Amitabha, you’re late. Dustless has already left the Buddhist Realm."
"What? Where did he go?"
Li Xiaonan couldn’t help but mutter to himself: Don’t tell me that guy went to the Demon Realm. He didn’t even bring all his treasures; what kind of hero is he trying to be?
"Amitabha, going back and forth..."
"Brother, if you don’t start speaking normally, I swear I’ll slap you."
"Amitabha, Nameless, why have you become so irritable? Remember the old days..."
"Stop! Do you really think you’re Tang Seng? Enough with the nonsense. Just tell me one thing: Did Dustless go to the Demon Realm to collect the Demon Emperor?"
"Amitabha, exactly."
The Yellow-Robed Monk just raised his head when he realized that the two people in front of him had vanished.
Li Xiaonan had directly traversed into the Demon Realm with the Red Lotus.
At this moment, his understanding of space allowed him to move freely between different realms.
The Blood Sun hung high in the sky, and yellow sand swirled around; this was indeed the Demon Realm.
Li Xiaonan used his divine sense to search extensively for Qing An and the Demon Emperor's whereabouts.
Three hundred miles to the northeast, Qing An was draped in the Treasure-Defeating Robe, with the Seven-Level Pagoda hanging above his head and Shariputra glowing on his chest.
He was pressing his palms together, reciting scriptures as beams of golden light erupted from his body.
Standing opposite him was the Demon Emperor, whose face was twisted in rage as dark smoke rose slowly from his body, uncertain if he would ignite at any moment.
Li Xiaonan thought to himself: Qing An is doing well; I worried for nothing.
Just as a weight lifted from his heart, the Demon Emperor suddenly laughed maniacally: "Hahaha! Don’t waste your effort; you can’t collect my treasures. Without one, you can’t take them back! Hahaha!"
Qing An bit his lip, unable to hide his displeasure.
Li Xiaonan, however, smiled lightly, thinking to himself: This little Demon Emperor is so arrogant. The last of the Four Treasures is in my hands. Let's see if you can handle it.
He immediately moved with the Crimson Lotus and disappeared from sight.
The Demon Emperor and Qing An were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Suddenly, Li Xiaonan's appearance shattered the deadlock. He held the Serene Lotus Cushion and tossed it towards Qing An, saying, "Qing An, catch the Serene Lotus Cushion!"
Qing An couldn't help but feel delighted as he moved his fingers slightly; the Serene Lotus Cushion landed steadily beneath him.
Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted. The Demon Emperor let out a wail as he split into five parts, a consequence of the seeds sown by the Five Great Monks years ago.
Qing An declared loudly, "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. You all shall return to where you came from."
His body and limbs transformed into four directions, each landing in the egg of the old monk, the high monk of the New Demon Realm, and Qing An's master alongside the Grandmaster.
Only the head of the Demon Emperor, the Original Western Emperor of the demon realm, remained struggling in midair.
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