The Tongtian Sect Master announced the end of the Wilderness Games; thereafter, the cloud chairs in the sky disappeared, and the cultivators from all forces dispersed in small groups, chatting and laughing as they discussed various matters.
The next morning, under the send-off from the Jie Sect, one force after another departed in succession. Some were still regretting, some were joyful, and some inquired about the next Wilderness Games to the Jie Sect Disciples, who were all clueless and truly did not know.
On the sea surface, flanked by celebrating Jie Sect Disciples, Bai Jin assisted Nuwa onto the Golden Chariot.
Nuwa looked down at Bai Jin and said, "You carry the aura of the Witch Clan. You have had quite a few interactions with the Witch Clan recently!"
Under Nuwa’s gaze, Bai Jin felt an unusual pang of guilt, as if caught in the act, spitting out the absurd thought immediately and hastily replied, "Your Grace, I was discussing peace between the Witch Clan and the Underworld. As you know, I have responsibilities in the Underworld."
"The Underworld is the Underworld; Ping Xin is Ping Xin. Stay away from her in the future. Why would I harm you?"
"Yes! Thank you for Your Grace’s care, I am overwhelmingly grateful," Bai Jin expressed his gratitude.
Nuwa nodded in satisfaction, stepped onto the Golden Chariot, and with Qingluan and Cai Feng pulling the chariot, exclaimed a cry and headed for outer space.
"Bai Jin!" A voice called out. Ping Xin, accompanied by Xingtian, Fengbo, Yushi, and some members of the Witch Clan, walked out under the farewells of the Jie Sect.
Bai Jin hurriedly turned around, with a smile bursting across his face, and ran back. Reaching Ping Xin, he bowed and said, "Your Grace, are you leaving now? Why not stay a few more days? Disciple could show you the beautiful scenery of the East Sea."
Ping Xin smiled and replied, "There’s no need." Then she asked, "What did Nuwa say to you just now?"
"Nuwa instructed me that matters of the Underworld pertain to the Origin of the Three Realms and advised me to take good care."
"She definitely didn’t say that, but it’s fine if you don’t want to tell. Remember, you don’t need to take her words to heart; don’t get too close to her, it’s not beneficial for you, and I will not harm you."
"Yes! Thank you for Your Grace’s care, I am overwhelmingly grateful," Bai Jin respectfully responded.
Ping Xin nodded contently, a dark portal to the Netherworld appeared, and both Ping Xin and the Witch Clan powerhouses entered the passage, which abruptly closed and vanished.
Bai Jin straightened his back, relieved. Finally, everything was over. I am free again. Both Graces are not easy to serve!
Although the Wilderness Games were over, the atmosphere in the Jie Sect had yet to dissipate; it remained festive and lively. The relationships between the sect members significantly improved, and this mood gradually subsided after half a year.
With no disciples causing trouble during this time, the Law Enforcement Team found themselves with free time.
With nothing urgent at hand, Bai Jin flew down in front of the Law Enforcement Temple and walked inside to inspect the work and assert his authority.
Upon entering, he saw two dazzling golden trophies. In front of the trophies, the Feathered Immortal was animatedly talking to the Golden Ring Immortal about their competition for the speed contest of the Three Realms.
"...I don’t mean to boast! If it weren’t for the Western Sect assisting Lu Ya, he would have had nothing to do with the championship. It would’ve been mine alone."
"Brother, I don’t recall seeing anyone from the Western Sect making a move, though!"
"That’s what you don’t know! Not all tricks are played during the competition. While I was flying, a Western Sect Disciple suddenly bared his teeth and made faces at me from the spectator seats, which scared me so much that I shuddered, slowing down my speed. That’s when Lu Ya overtook me. But I didn’t give up or get discouraged; I chased intensely, and in the critical moment, I caught up to Lu Ya. If only I had a thousand more li, I would have overtaken him; what a pity!"
The Golden Ring Immortal exclaimed admiringly, "Brother, too impressive!"
The Feathered Immortal laughed heartily, "Fairly average!"
Tap tap tap~ A figure walked in from outside.
The Feathered Immortal and the Golden Ring Immortal immediately stood up and called out in unison, "Brother!"
Bai Jin said with a smile, "Sit down, everyone. I’m just bored and came to take a stroll."
Feathered Immortal and Golden Ring Immortal sat back down in their original spots.
Bai Jin also found a place to sit and curiously asked, "What is Kong Xuan doing outside with a feather?"
Hehe smiling, Feathered Immortal said, "He’s probably missing his little miss!"
Bai Jin said in surprise, "When did Kong Xuan have a Daoist couple? Is it a junior sister from our sect?"
"It’s Vermilion Bird Heavenly Girl Ziyao, personally pledged by Vermilion Bird Venerable Sage."
Eh~ Feng Mu gave birth to Peacock and Roc; Peacock has a marriage arrangement with Vermilion Bird Heavenly Girl. How mighty the origins of my junior brothers and sisters are! As an ordinary Bai He, I feel so much pressure! It seems that there will come a day when I’ll be far surpassed by my junior brothers and sisters.
As various thoughts flashed through Bai Jin’s mind, he immediately stood up and walked outside, suddenly feeling that the Law Enforcement Team wasn’t so wonderful after all.
Feathered Immortal called out in surprise, "Senior brother, where are you going?"
"Going back to cultivate!"
"Senior brother, cultivating at the Daluo Realm is useless. You need to seek Enlightenment! I possess the Speed Dao in me, but I prefer the Yin Yang Dao."
Bai Jin’s steps quickened even more.
Half a year later, clang, clang, clang~the sound of the Gathering Immortal Bell rang out thrice, echoing through the Jie Sect Sea Domain.
All Jie Sect Disciples left their Daoist platforms and headed toward Biyou Palace, with tens of thousands of immortals headed there as if on a pilgrimage.
Inside Biyou Palace, the figure of Tongtian Sect Master appeared, looking down at the numerous disciples below, he spoke, "Today I transmit the Tao and accept disciples, all of you shall listen quietly and must not make noise."
"Yes!" All disciples replied respectfully.
"The Tao is born from nothingness, it subtly permeates all spirits and is unfathomable; divinity condenses in the void, weaving endless changes without constraint, the profound darkness has essence and emits a serene light, the great mystery is boundless and achieves emptiness by maintaining tranquility, could this be referred to as the great void..."
Saints expound the Tao, unfathomable and profound; amidst a trance, all disciples fell into a state of Chaos, forgetting time and space, seemingly grasping something, yet also seemingly losing something.
Three hundred years went by, and the voice of teaching abruptly ceased.
After a moment of stupor, the disciples regained their senses and prostrated themselves on the ground, gratefully saying, "Thank you, Master, for transmitting the Tao."
The voices of over ten thousand disciples merged together, echoing within Biyou Palace.
Satisfied, Tongtian Sect Master on the main seat nodded and said, "All of you may leave."
The disciples rose quietly and walked out without a sound, echoes of the heavenly Dao still resounding in their minds, thoughts continuously surfacing.
Bai Jin returned to his Bird’s Nest, sitting inside and reflecting deeply on the Tao taught by his Master.
Suddenly, a voice arose from outside, "Senior brother, are you home?"
Jolted out of his reverie, Bai Jin looked toward the door, wondering who would come at this time. Shouldn’t they all be sorting out the Divine Power they had comprehended? He stood up and walked outside.
Outside, a little Taoist with silver horns stood, and upon seeing Bai Jin emerge, immediately greeted with a bow, saying with a chuckle, "Greetings, senior brother!"