Ming Zhitian, worried about his women, was eager to return to the Divine Sect: "We'll take our leave then."
Chen Buqi quickly cleared the way: "Not at all, we agreed to see you off."
He then gave Ming Ya a look, which Ming Ya understood. With a wave of his hand, two bubbles lifted Ming Zhitian and Bai Liuli, and they departed.
Ming Zhitian called out goodbye: "See you again."
Empress Xingchen smiled at him charmingly: "See you again."
She hoped Ming Zhitian would find his rightful place, otherwise, his future would be arduous. After all, with the "Book of Swords and Records" in his possession, even an innocent man would be targeted for his wealth!
However, from Piaoyan Zunhuang's perspective, their relationship seemed unusual, sowing seeds of resentment in his heart.
They soon returned to the Divine Sect. Ming Zhitian anxiously pushed open the door, "As expected."
Just as he anticipated, Piaoyan Zunhuang had indeed sent people to cause trouble. Fortunately, the ten mechanical puppets at the first level of Divine Luo realm were formidable.
The reason Ming Zhitian hadn't exposed Piaoyan Zunhuang earlier was his desire to defeat him through his own strength, not by relying on outsiders.
Otherwise, he was confident that Ming Ya and Chen Buqi, these so-called relatives, would have helped him eliminate Piaoyan Zunhuang.
"I'm back!"
Ming Zhitian stepped out of the hall. The women immediately rose from their seats, clearly having been waiting for a long time, waiting for their man.
And Ming Zhitian had returned: "Did you miss me?"
The women quickly gathered around, many with unspeakable sadness. During Ming Zhitian's absence, they had lived in constant worry and peril.
And it wasn't just once or twice, but frequently. With him often away, they had reason to believe he was out enjoying himself.
But seeing the two unfamiliar faces behind Bai Liuli, they suppressed their excitement.
Yan Lixue, the most innocent among the women, didn't overthink it. She rushed forward for a hug: "Husband, I've missed you so much."
Ming Zhitian smiled, embracing her and inhaling the scent that only emanated from those he was close to: "Xue'er, I missed you too."
Seeing the women safe and sound, Chen Buqi glanced at Ming Ya: "Your son has your old demeanor."
Ming Ya smiled slightly: "Indeed, he's like me in my youth."
Seeing the women unharmed, Ming Zhitian's heart finally relaxed. He planned to go to Suohai Wuge, which would temporarily deter the powerful figures from the four directions.
Each activation of the "Book of Swords and Records" consumed immense energy. He couldn't guarantee he could escape if a new wave of enemies appeared while his spiritual power was depleted after a battle.
He hid the "Book of Swords and Records" in a secret mechanism room and then stepped out accompanied by Bai Liuli.
Bai Liuli's brow furrowed: "I'm worried about you. This could be a trap. One must be on guard. I'll accompany you to Suohai Wuge. Even if they have heavenly powers, I can still fight."
Ming Zhitian waved his hand: "It's alright. I can see they are sincere. I need to find answers there. Thank you, Liuli."
After a series of battles, Ming Zhitian decided to improve the cultivation of his women, otherwise, they would be vulnerable when he was not around.
He left behind an endless supply of cultivation pills and a mountain of secret manuals and techniques, urging them to cultivate diligently. He threatened that when he returned, he would "bully" whoever hadn't worked hard!
The women blushed, clamoring that Ming Zhitian was being improper!
Ming Ya and Chen Buqi then presented them with many rare treasures and exquisite jewelry.
Each of these masterpieces was priceless. The gifts were too valuable, and the women dared not accept them, looking to Ming Zhitian.
Ming Zhitian smiled faintly: "Since they are so generous, you should accept them."
He disliked pretense and accepted them straightforwardly. Ming Ya and Chen Buqi exchanged glances, secretly admiring Ming Zhitian's magnanimity. They, too, disliked indecisive characters and quickly found common ground.
Ming Zhitian kissed Yan Lixue and Yan Fei: "Wives, thank you for managing the Divine Sect. By the way, how is the development of Luoyi Gate?"
Yan Fei lowered her head, and Yan Lixue said awkwardly: "We've only recruited two female disciples. Ever since the sect was attacked several times, no one has dared to join the Divine Sect."
Ming Zhitian encouraged them: "That's great. I thought there wouldn't be any disciples. You've done very well, deserving of affection."
Saying so, he kissed their little faces again. Ouyang Nifeng, seeing this, waddled over happily: "Husband, you're naughty, I like it! I want one too!"