Chapter 383: Chapter 383

After shouting "Master," Lan Tian didn’t see a purple light descending from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it reached Lan Tian’s side, picked him up, and from a distance waved at the red-robed monk several times, turning into a cluster of rainbow light floating in his palm. He looked at his disciple in his arms, furrowed his brows, and said nothing.

Lan Tian woke up from the chaos, feeling incredulous. With such severe injuries, all his bones shattered, and his Dantian destroyed, only his Sea of Consciousness retained a trace of clarity, yet he was still alive. This defied all reason.

Thinking of the ’Master’ he had called out before dying, at that time she had no other options and shouted with a try-and-see attitude. Could it be...

"You’re awake, why aren’t you getting up? How long do you plan to lie there?" A deep voice like that of a cello resonated, so magnetic that Lan Tian felt her ears might get pregnant.

Lan Tian turned her head to see a face cold and lofty like that of a God, haughty and indifferent, clad in white that floated around him, surrounded by an immortal aura that seemed almost blasphemous to gaze upon for too long, "Go out and say your farewells to them, and then follow your master."

Farewells? Leave? Lan Tian’s mind was a mush, not understanding his meaning.

"Master?" She looked at him bewilderedly, her large, dark eyes reflecting the figure of her thrifty master.

"Good girl." The thrifty master smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, pulling his silly disciple out, with Lan Tian foolishly following him.

Many people had arrived in the hall, not only Old Mo, Mo Junhua, and Ji Feng, but Mr. Ji was there as well, along with Grandma Sun, Mo Yuanle, Zhao Li, and even Shitou and Black Dog were there. When Lan Tian saw Grandma Sun and the others, her eyes suddenly reddened, and she slowly walked over and hugged her, sobbing ’Wuu wuu,’ truly scared to death, she thought she was done for and would never see Grandma Sun and the others again.

"Dear child, it’s okay, it’s all right," Grandma Sun gently patted Lan Tian’s back to comfort her.

Zhao Li wiped the corner of her eyes and came over to hug Lan Tian, "Okay, okay, no more crying. You’re all grown up, and you’re still acting coy with your grandma."

Mo Yuanle awkwardly rubbed the top of Lan Tian’s head and said nothing.

"Alright, the farewells that needed to be said have been said. Now follow your master and leave!" The thrifty master, sitting at the chief seat, very inappropriately interrupted the joyous and emotional reunion scene in Lan Tian’s family. Everyone in the room, including Old Mo and Mr. Ji, felt especially constrained, for they had seen with their own eyes Lan Tian’s master descend from the sky. The red-robed Immortal was taken by one hand; this was a true Immortal.

Speaking of which, this Immortal seemed too young, but that didn’t stop them from being awed by his presence.

"Master, where are we going?" Lan Tian pouted, looking at him with innocence.

"Haven’t you noticed that your cultivation is now at the Gold Core Late Stage Grand Completion, about to transform the Core into a Nascent Soul, ready to transcend the tribulation and ascend?" Having died twice and still so clueless, the thrifty master was exasperated, afraid she would be killed in an instant if she went to the Cultivation World.

"Eh?" Lan Tian was stunned and after a long while said, "But if I leave, what about my grandma and the others? What about my uncle and aunt? I need to take care of them in their old age."

"Didn’t you notice your aunt is already pregnant?" The thrifty master gave his foolish disciple a glance.

"Pregnant?" Lan Tian stepped back and saw Zhao Li’s round belly looking almost due for delivery, her mind dizzy. Waking up to a world that had changed, "How long was I unconscious?"

"Not long, two years."

Lan Tian uttered an "Oh," remaining silent, her gaze repeatedly drifting to Zhao Li’s belly. Seeing Zhao Li’s happy smile, and Mo Yuanle’s gaze shifting between Zhao Li and her, Lan Tian also smiled sincerely from the heart. Her uncle and auntie were going to have a baby; she was genuinely happy for them.

"Eh? I really am a Golden Core cultivator," she observed her Dantian belatedly and indeed saw a perfectly round pearl inside, about the size of a baby’s fist, and was joyfully befuddled. The thrifty master could only sigh again.

"Those people that night..." Lan Tian asked her thrifty master with her Divine Sense, worried that after she left, they might coerce Grandma Sun’s family, and then...

"I’ve already erased their memories. After we leave, no one will remember this happened."

Lan Tian felt complete, free from worries.

"Master, I can’t hold it back anymore, I’m about to form my Nascent Soul." Lan Tian, in her excitement, stirred the Spiritual Energy in her Dantian for cultivation, and as a result, the energy in her Dantian couldn’t be contained, and she looked at him in fear.

"Go to Hidden Dragon Mountain."

Today the weather is nice, the sun is bright, and occasionally a dark cloud drifts from east to west. Over Hidden Dragon Mountain, a large expanse of dark clouds quickly gathered, and amidst the dark cloud layers, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as if brewing something.

"What’s happening over there?" Many people in Beijing exclaimed in surprise upon noticing the abnormality, "Looks like it’s going to thunder?"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck toward a spot on the peak of Hidden Dragon Mountain, where a figure sat cross-legged, welcoming the thunder from the sky.

One bolt after another, as if in a hurry, a total of eighty-one Heavenly Tribulations were finalized with the last purple thunder, after which the dark clouds dispersed, sweet dew descended from the sky, followed by a ray of rainbow light from above, shining upon Lan Tian.

Unknown when, the thrifty master was also by her side. Lan Tian, standing on a seven-colored cloud, waved goodbye to her loved ones and slowly ascended into the sky. The moment Mo Junhua decided to die for her, all of Lan Tian’s hate for him vanished. Whether it was love or hate, from now on, they would never meet again.

Mo Junhua, Ji Feng, take care, I hope you find the happiness that belongs to you," Lan Tian said in her heart.

The thrifty master curled a sly smile, and two streaks of light flew into the hands of Mo Junhua and Ji Feng, "My two son-in-laws, cultivate diligently, and strive to come to the Cultivation World to find my disciple soon. I have faith in you~~~".

"Master, what chaos are you causing?" Lan Tian nearly fell from the seven-colored clouds.

That day, everyone in Beijing saw an Immortal ascending to the sky, and since then, Hidden Dragon Mountain was endowed with a new legend.