Chapter 1508: Chapter 77: Settling The Mind

“Dad!”

“You’re back.”

Wang Ba looked at the young figure hastily flying towards him and couldn’t help but reveal a smile of relief.

After decades apart, Wang Yi’an was no longer the impulsive youth he once was.

With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, he was handsome and spirited, his youthful naivety completely faded.

Replaced by a hint of steadiness and confidence.

He was indeed now a graceful young man.

Seeing Wang Ba, Wang Yi’an also couldn’t help but show a joyful smile on his face.

Approaching, Wang Ba stood up and scrutinized him closely.

But he unexpectedly found that Wang Yi’an was now a head taller than him.

Perhaps because he hurried back upon hearing that both his mother and senior sister were about to Cross Tribulation, there was still a hint of travel weariness on his face.

Yet, it did not obscure the aura of a Nascent Soul Cultivator on him.

Thinking back to over two hundred years ago when he brought the still young Wang Yi’an to the Wanxiang Sect, it felt like just yesterday.

In a moment, Wang Ba was flooded with countless emotions–joy, relief, melancholy, complexity… All the words he wanted to say, but when they reached his lips, they ultimately turned into a banal phrase:

“Have you seen your mother and your senior sister?”

Wang Yi’an also had countless words in his mind; he had imagined how happy his father would be to see him.

He had also imagined the joy he would feel seeing his long-lost father.

He also wanted to recount his experiences over these years to his father.

But when the words reached his lips, it also just turned into a nod:

“Yes, I’ve seen them.”

Father and son, both seemingly didn’t know how to express themselves in front of their closest kin.

The air also seemed to stiffen.

“By the way, I heard Uncle Fu is still alive?”

Wang Yi’an seemed to think of something and quickly asked.

This question made Wang Ba breathe a sigh of relief, and he nodded:

“He’s still in the Outer Realm, but right now it’s unclear.”

Uncle Fu being in the Outer Realm, he tried to predict his fortune with divination, yet could not ascertain Uncle Fu’s fate.

He didn’t know if it was because of being in the Outer Realm or some other reason.

Hearing Wang Ba’s words, Wang Yi’an, although still a bit worried, was somewhat relieved.

In the past, he had taken Uncle Fu to the West Sea country to find his master Zhao Feng, but ended up mistakenly entering a battlefield where cultivators from the Three Continents and Jin clashed, inadvertently resulting in Uncle Fu’s disappearance, and his guilt was immense.

Having followed his master all these years outside, not daring to face this was also a reason for his guilt.

However, recently hearing the news about Uncle Fu from the Sect, at least he knew Uncle Fu didn’t die because of him, and he was able to break through the Heart Demon that had always trapped him and step into Nascent Soul.

Now receiving confirmation from his father again, the state that was somewhat tense also relaxed quite a bit.

“By the way, what about Uncle Mao… It’s been decades since I last saw him.”

Wang Yi’an’s gaze wandered around the surroundings.

Wang Ba smiled and pointed towards an imperial willow not far away:

“Your Uncle Mao is right over there.”

Wang Yi’an fixed his gaze and indeed saw a grey figure perched in the verdant treetops.

He waved towards the grey figure.

The Wuyuan King slightly opened his eyes, gave him a glance as if to greet him, and then closed his eyes again.

Wang Yi’an didn’t mind; since he was young, Uncle Mao had always been like this, seemingly having an immense disdain for him, but whenever there was an issue, it was always Uncle Mao who would tidy up the mess.

With this little episode.

The unfamiliarity that had arisen between the father and son due to not seeing each other for many years also seemed to dissipate a lot.

“Did your master come back this time too?”

Wang Ba thought of Zhao Feng and couldn’t help asking.

“He’s back, just went to the Sect to report, and said he wanted to have a drink with you, I was so anxious, I hurried over.”

Wang Yi’an nodded his head and began to recount the many experiences he had undergone with Zhao Feng over the years.

He talked incessantly.

Wang Ba listened with a smile, occasionally showing surprise, asking a few questions.

“Dad, do you know about the Merfolk? They are fish-tailed humanoids, located in the Eastern Sea towards the south near Jingyuan Continent, tsk, those Merfolk, the storytellers at Baishu Peak make them out to be beauties from the heavens, but when I went there, I saw they actually have sharp teeth and are quite ugly, though their Merfolk Pearls are indeed treasures; people in Jingyuan Continent often hunt…”

“Speaking of Jingyuan Continent, it really is a place of geomantic treasured land, its Spiritual Energy can’t compare to our Wanxiang Sect, but overall, it is quite abundant, though not large and few in number, it also has fewer disputes, apart from their Cultivation, they often sit and discuss the sutras, but my master says most of it is just ostentatio…