In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

But soon, the ancient purple palace disappeared from satellite monitoring; judging from its location, it should have fallen inland.

The news was quickly reported to higher authorities, and military radar scanned the sky continuously, but found nothing.

Meanwhile, Lü Yao had already activated the ancient formation on the Eight Views Palace, disappeared into the void, and flew towards a city in the interior.

However, during the flight, Lü Yao sensed an anomaly in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which was even clearer than when he was in the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm.

The old imperial advisor, having cultivated celestial secrets, was intimately connected with heaven and earth. The Crimson Flood Dragon, besides Lü Yao, was the strongest among them. The two simultaneously discovered this, exclaiming in shock:

"Why is the main road here incomplete?"

Yan Yixi and Li Tianhou realized what was happening only after a while, and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Not only is the Great Dao incomplete, but the Origin Qi is also extremely thin, almost non-existent.

To put it bluntly, if they cultivate here for a hundred years, let alone maintain their current level of cultivation, this world will probably plunder their vital energy.

The efficiency of both Taoist cultivation and divine power is decreasing, becoming less active.

The four looked at Lü Yao in surprise and doubt, only to see him sitting calmly on the platform, saying, "This is my home planet, which is in the Dharma-ending Age due to some special reason."

He briefly introduced the current state of the Earth, including Kunlun, Penglai, and the Vatican.

Only these three places have a king; other forces are barely surviving.

However, he concealed the terrifying fact that the Heavenly Court of the Emperor had forged the Immortal Cauldron and used the terrain of the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains to drain life from one life-source star after another, as well as the related matters of the Feathered Immortal Dynasty and the Ruthless Great Emperor.

The warning is simply: do not venture into the depths of Kunlun, a place where even quasi-emperors perish, its terror no less than the seven forbidden zones of life in the Big Dipper.

"There's actually such a place here..." the old national advisor murmured. The ancient Ziwei Star did have forbidden zones, which even a saint could easily traverse.

But even on Earth and in the Big Dipper, a quasi-emperor will perish.

"Dao Master, what should we do next?" Yan Yixi stood aloof and proud, his white robes gleaming with divine light in the setting sun, as he stood in the void.

"I want to go home to visit my parents. You can come back with me, or you can walk around on your own if you don't want to." Lu Yao released a divine light containing some basic knowledge about Earth.

He had long since put away the Eight Views Palace. The group stood on the clouds, using divine power to shield their figures, making them undetectable by human radar.

As expected, Chi Jiao and the old national teacher immediately wanted to follow Lü Yao, while Yan Yixi and his fellow disciples wanted to travel to various cities and even countries.

"Then we shall part ways." Lü Yao and the two agreed on a departure time, and would meet at the top of Mount Tai.

Then, holding the little girl's hand, and accompanied by the humanoid red dragon and the old national advisor, they headed to their home.

He didn't make a big fuss, concealing himself with the Heaven-Deceiving Array Patterns along the way, and soon landed in a quiet villa area.

Looking at that familiar house, he took two steps forward and then stopped.

He thought he didn't care about anything in the mortal world, but after truly being stranded on a foreign planet and returning, he experienced what it means to feel apprehensive when you're near home.

His parents in this life treated him very well.

"Big brother, why are your eyes red?" Little Nannan shook Lu Yao's hand and asked in confusion.

Lu Yao subconsciously touched the corner of his eye and found it was indeed a little wet. He could only say, "The sand got into my eyes."

When he returned, it was early autumn. The temperature in the north was low, the air was dry, the trees were bare, and the wind carried sand.

"Let me blow on your eyes." The little girl asked Lü Yao to pick her up, and she leaned forward to blow on his eyes.

The old national advisor behind him slowly shook his head, while Chi Jiao didn't care. He had only been born and had never seen his parents, so he didn't understand this kind of feeling.

Just as Lü Yao was about to knock on the door, the black iron door creaked open.

A middle-aged couple stared at him blankly. Then, the woman began to cry, a heart-wrenching cry, and threw herself into Lü Yao's arms, pounding his back with one hand.

"You brat, where have you been for the past ten years?! I haven't heard a single word from you, I can't find you anywhere!"

The middle-aged woman was sobbing uncontrollably in Lu Yao's arms.

Startled, he quickly transferred a wisp of his Origin Qi to nourish the woman's heart meridian, his actions flustered and disorganized.

"Mom! Mom! Don't cry! Don't cry! I'm back now, aren't I? Dad, hurry up and comfort your wife!"

Lu Yao looked at the middle-aged man with pleading eyes, but the man simply turned his back and went back to his room.

He left behind the words: "Your mother, you'll have to take care of her yourself."

But actually, Lü Yao saw his father turn his back and secretly wipe his eyes, so his eyes must have been red too.

Helpless, Lü Yao patted his mother's back and gently coaxed her, "I'm back now, don't stand here anymore. I have two friends standing here, quickly invite them in and have them sit for a while."

Mother Lü quickly wiped away her tears, glared at her own son, looked at Chi Jiao and the old national teacher, and said apologetically, "Please forgive my rudeness, come inside."

But then, her gaze lowered and she saw the little girl, who was looking at her with wide, beautiful eyes, asking curiously, "Pretty auntie, please don't cry, okay? I'll give you some delicious food here."

She held out two amethyst grapes, which she had bought on the ancient planet Ziwei.

"Old Lu, come quick, come out quickly!" Lu's mother's voice trembled slightly as she reached out to touch her little girl, but then hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Father Lü poked his head out from inside the door. "I'm boiling water to make tea for the guests. Come in and cut a fruit platter."

"What are you doing! Your son brought your granddaughter back!" Mother Lü stepped forward, squatted down, looked at the porcelain doll-like girl, and gently held her two little hands.

Lu Yao chuckled to himself, offering no explanation: "Hurry up and come inside, Mom. It's not easy for me to come back, so please let me in, okay?"

Mother Lü picked up the little girl and felt that she was heavier than a normal child. She glared at Lü Yao and said, "Shut up. You don't even know how to bring your wife back."

Lü Yao shrugged, somewhat helplessly.

The group entered the house, where Mr. Lü had already prepared tea, which was the finest Yunnan black tea.

I bought this detached villa after I earned the money myself; it cost a lot of money back then.

Lu Yao glanced around and exclaimed in surprise, "The decoration and layout are exactly the same as when I left. Nothing has changed."

Ten years have passed, and the home furnishings look a bit old, but they are still in use.

Lu Yao wandered from room to room, looking around. Time seemed to stand still here; everything was as if he had never left.

"Please have some tea and try my skills." Father Lü invited Chi Jiao and the old national teacher to appreciate his tea ceremony. Then, seeing Lü Yao's nostalgic expression, he added, "Some of the furniture is old, and your mother won't let us replace it, saying she's afraid you won't be used to it when you come back."

Lu's mother was cutting fruit in the kitchen and didn't hear it, otherwise she would definitely have given Lu's father a good beating.

"It's fine, it's all familiar to me." Lu Yao sat back down in the living room and asked his father about the events of the past ten years.

Father Lü pondered, seemingly recalling something, and slowly began to speak:

"The company you left behind, I hired a professional manager, and it hasn't made any major mistakes. It's been relatively stable these past few years, but you're definitely no longer the richest person in the province."

Your mother and I didn't suffer much, but things went wrong with your Uncle Ye and Uncle Pang."

"What happened to Uncle Ye and Uncle Pang?" Lü Yao asked quickly.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo are two formidable killers in Beidou. If something happens to their parents, the Earth will be plunged into chaos and bloodshed.

"Before you left, you asked me to tell your Uncle Ye the truth. Old Ye accepted it for the time being, but his wife couldn't accept it and cried every day. Later, various forces came to the door one after another, repeatedly asking about the matter, which caused Ye Fan's mother to suffer from severe depression. She saw many psychologists, but it didn't help."

"As for Lao Pang, you left a message saying that if Pang Bo reappears, I should not contact him, but only occasionally check in secret to see if they are still alive. The old couple looks rosy-cheeked and is doing very well."

When Mr. Lü asked the old Grand Preceptor if he smoked, he was politely refused. Looking at Chi Jiao, who appeared to be fourteen or fifteen years old, Mr. Lü opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again, and finally placed the cigarette on the coffee table.

"How are Uncle Ye and Aunt Ye's health?" Lü Yao asked.

It must have been that great demon from the Ming and Qing dynasties who made the move in Pang Bo's family; he didn't seem to have any malicious intent.

"I managed to get some shares in our branch company for Lao Ye. His family is well-off and has even bought a house in this neighborhood."

There's a river nearby; I often take Lao Ye fishing there. Occasionally, I do some charity work, sponsoring children. His wife is getting increasingly thin due to depression. You should go see her, if you really have become an immortal.

When Mr. Lü said this, he chuckled softly.

“Those people also came to our house, asking about your past experiences and digging up the fact that you are a cultivator. They wanted to take me and your mother away, but the government has been protecting us.”

“I will do something to show my support for the country,” Lü Yao said.

Mr. Lü was quite capable; he built a middle-class family business in the provincial capital from scratch, which speaks volumes about his abilities.

As for becoming a tycoon, one needs opportunity, ability, courage, and luck—all are indispensable.

But he was lucky to have a genius son, Lü Yao. Opportunities and good fortune came his way. After Lü Yao left, he took the reins of the business and didn't make any major mistakes. Although he wasn't the richest man in the province, he was still among the top five. His businesses covered all walks of life and affected the livelihoods of many people.

They are not comparable to the Ye family, who are content with their modest wealth.

Lu Yao looked at Chi Jiao and the old national teacher: "Rest for a few days, find out who has been to my house, and eliminate all the others who show any signs of malice."

"Yes, Lord Dao." The Crimson Dragon and the Old National Preceptor quickly acknowledged.

"This..." Mr. and Mrs. Lü looked at each other, they had never heard such an ancient form of address before.

But then I saw the three of them in ancient costumes, with long hair and headdresses, and I felt relieved.

Overwhelmed with emotion at the long-awaited reunion, we overlooked these details.

Looking at her son's inappropriate attire, Lu's mother said directly, "Take off your costume and get your hair cut, otherwise people outside will think something if they see you like this."

Father Lü also said, "Because of your cultivation, many mysterious figures have come to our door. Fortunately, you did disappear. Our family can still put in a good word with the provincial leaders. With someone protecting us, we've managed to get through all these years of ups and downs."

If people find out that you've reappeared, it'll probably cause another uproar.

Lu Yao chuckled and reassured him, "It's alright, I'm back, I'll take care of things."

But after listening to his parents, a flash of light appeared on his body, and he changed his clothes and his hair back to the short style he had worn ten years ago.

The Crimson Dragon and the Old Imperial Advisor also looked like a high school student and an old man.

Afterwards, Chi Jiao and the old national teacher left directly, leaving the family of four to reunite. Lü Yao also told about Xiao Nannan's background, saying that he found her in a small town.

Hearing this, Lu's mother's eyes welled up with tears, and she held the little one tightly, unwilling to let go.

The spacious villa seemed to come alive again with Lü Yao's return. But Lü Yao didn't notice the divine imprint on his left arm, which was shimmering with a ghostly light.

The nanny was given a long leave by Mr. Lü, so Mrs. Lü cooked her son's favorite dishes herself.

After a satisfying meal, the family of four sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and reminiscing about the past ten years.

Lu Yao briefly told them about cultivation practices on the ancient stars of Beidou and Ziwei.

"I will lay the foundation for you, and then teach you the authentic Taoist mental techniques."

Lu Yao had no regrets about his parents and directly chose to use the Azure Emperor's blood as a foundation. Its effect was definitely better than the Nine Aperture Stone Man Liquid and comparable to the Nine Wonders Immortal Elixir Fruit that Ye Fan and Pang Bo had taken.

In the end, Lü Yao decided to guide his parents onto the path of cultivation. With him around, becoming a saint wouldn't be a problem. He would then seal them with divine energy, become an immortal emperor himself, and transform the two of them into immortals once more.

Similarly, Ye Fan's parents will also guide him in his cultivation; as for what happens after that, that's up to Ye Fan.

“Okay.” Mr. and Mrs. Lü agreed.