As Ruan Lan silently cursed Xu Lai for his inhumanity, the Gilded Palanquin he was in attracted little attention on Earth, aside from that of the Heavenly Dao.
A three-year-old boy took a skewer of candied haws from the red pouch on his belly, bit into one, and blissfully squinted his eyes. He watched the palanquin slowly leave the Solar System, then the Milky Way, until it finally disappeared from sight.
The Heavenly Dao inexplicably let out a sigh of relief. The Supreme Emperor has finally left Earth for now. That heavy stone weighing on my heart is finally gone.
Its gaze turned toward Mount Haitang. Haitang Court, now devoid of the Dragon Vein and Dragon Spirit, was left with only a plump creature lying in the backyard basking in the moonlight, looking utterly harmless. The estate was now almost completely defenseless; any cultivator of a sufficiently high boundary could come and go as they pleased.
