Inside the Suohai Wu Pavilion...
Chen Buqi and Ming Ya, along with several others, had been waiting for a long time. Ming Zhitian strode into the main hall and said, "Apologies, Father, Mother, for making you wait."
Sensing Ming Zhitian's extraordinary transformation, as if he had been reborn, Chen Buqi felt happy for him. "No, it's good that you're back, Tian'er."
Ming Zhitian looked out the window into the distance and said, "It's time to settle the score with the Ming family of Bolí Pavilion."
Chen Buqi asked, "Tian'er, are you all ready?"
Ming Zhitian nodded. "I've always been prepared. I'm just informing you now."
Ming Ya asked, "Are you resolute in this?"
Ming Zhitian was helpless. Still not convinced of his strength, he decided to demonstrate.
He unleashed his aura, and spiritual energy surged within him like a torrent centered on his body. Shenluo Realm, fifteenth level! ...Twentieth level! ...Twenty-fifth level... and it continued to climb.
The entire Suohai Wu Pavilion shook as if struck by an eight-magnitude earthquake, and the heavens seemed to rain down debris.
Ming Zhitian retracted his power, dispelling the immense pressure, and peace was restored to the Suohai Wu Pavilion.
The Overseer, Fan Wuqi, rushed in. "Sovereign! What happened? Are you all right?"
Ming Ya glanced at him, then looked at Ming Zhitian with disbelief. He thought, "Though he is still in the Shenluo Realm, I feel an immense killing intent. Ten of me wouldn't be his match. Perhaps Tian'er... can lead our family to glory across myriad worlds in the future."
He waved a hand in response to Fan Wuqi. "You may withdraw. All is well."
"Yes, Sovereign!"
Ming Zhitian broke through the stunned silence of those present. "Are we ready to depart?"
Ming Ya declared, "Good. Today, the three of us, Father, Mother, and Son, will uproot the Ming family of Bolí Pavilion in the True Sea of Lishang, Eastern Sea!"
Tian Haiyan feigned seriousness. "We want to go too."
Ming Ya reprimanded her. "What business does a mere woman have going? Can Qi'er fight? Stay home and await my news!"
Ming He looked at Ming Zhitian. "Fourth Brother, I wish you a triumphant return."
Ming Zhitian nodded.
"Marshal Ming! Master!" Fei Jiang and Yi Ni waited for Ming Zhitian's command.
Ming Zhitian, however, waved them off. "You two stay and guard the home. If the Undead dare to attack, send them back without a return. This is our family's matter, and it's a burden I must bear. I only wish for our family to handle it."
Fei Jiang and Yi Ni replied, "Your command! We will not fail!"
Hua Ruxian and Hua Ruhuā looked extremely worried. "Ming Zhitian."
Seeing the two of them with identical expressions, dressed alike, and even the same height, Ming Zhitian felt a smile well up inside him, but he suppressed it.
"Protect them well."
"Yes! Marshal Ming! Yes! Master!"
The three traveled on the road...
It had been a long time since the three of them, parents and son, had reunited so warmly. They never expected it to be under such circumstances. Yet, Chen Buqi and Ming Ya followed behind Ming Zhitian, exchanging a knowing smile: "Our son has grown up."
Along the way, they encountered a group of Undead minions.
Ming Zhitian unleashed a punch that blasted them all to smithereens. "Scram!"
Eastern Sea...
True Sea of Lishang...
Bolí Pavilion—
Ming Zhitian and his parents arrived at Bolí Pavilion riding the Diamond Seven Blue Dragon. However, they were intercepted by a mysterious woman wearing a dark ink veil. Beside her were three women: Ju Hong, Qing Zi, and Bi Lan. She was none other than Dongfang Min'er, the Pavilion Master of the neutral Misty Pavilion, one of the Four Seas and Five Pavilions.
Others had never seen her face, but Ming Zhitian had caught a glimpse of her once by chance. Her beauty was like that of the heavens.
"Ming Zhitian!" Dongfang Min'er spoke first, then respectfully addressed Ming Ya. "Greetings, Pavilion Master Ming, Flower Immortal Chen."
Chen Buqi and Ming Ya nodded. "Pavilion Master Dongfang."