Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

Yang Jiao felt a surge of emotion upon hearing this.

These words were straightforward, yet every single one was spoken with his best interests at heart.

Those Western religious people will only make him abandon his family, abandon his past, and abandon his own thoughts.

The immortals of the Jie Sect were teaching him how to survive, and they even sent him one life-saving item after another.

What is a "Great Immortal Cult"?

This is what you call a great sect of immortals.

Yang Jiao accepted the Cloud-Stepping Boots and bowed again to express his gratitude.

After the Three Immortals finished their farewell, many other disciples of the Jie Sect wanted to step forward.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Gongming quickly spread his arms and stopped the man.

"Alright, alright!"

"If you keep sending them like this, Changsheng's brother-in-law won't be here to make his first impression; he'll be here to buy more goods."

That's all for today, we'll have plenty of opportunities to meet again in the future.

The immortals then stopped, but many still greeted Yang Jiao.

"Fellow Daoist Yang Jiao, come to my cave for a drink next time!"

"Come to me, I have two more batches of Qi-replenishing pills."

"If you encounter any problems in your spiritual practice, you may come and ask this humble Taoist. Don't be shy with us."

Yang Jiao responded to each question one by one, and the unfamiliarity and restraint in his heart were quickly fading away.

Before today, he never imagined he could receive so much kindness.

I never imagined that Chen Changsheng's status in the Jie Sect would be so high.

His disciples vied to give him gifts.

Wanxian took the initiative to invite him into her residence.

Even the leader of the Tongtian Cult personally cleansed the demonic energy from the Black Lotus of Annihilation for him.

This attention was not due to his cultivation level, nor to his status.

It was simply because Chen Changsheng recognized him as his elder brother.

Thinking of this, Yang Jiao looked at Chen Changsheng, and the last bit of lingering resentment in his heart disappeared.

The image of Yang Tianyou dying by the slaying gun still lingers in his memory.

But he no longer blamed Chen Changsheng.

Keeping someone who only wants to exploit their own children for personal gain will only harm the entire Yang family.

Chen Changsheng was ruthless in his killings, but he solved their biggest problem.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Chen Changsheng noticed his gaze.

Yang Jiao shook his head.

"It's nothing."

"I just think that Third Sister didn't choose the wrong person."

Chen Changsheng felt a surge of joy.

That sounds comforting.

"Don't worry, big brother, I will take good care of Chan'er."

"If anyone dares to bully her, I'll tear down their gate first, and then I'll reason with them."

Zhao Gongming laughed loudly from the side.

"This is truly my disciple, Zhao Gongming!"

"But next time you make a move, remember to send a message to your master first."

"You've already fought your way up to Mount Sumeru, and I'm still watching over things on Golden Turtle Island. It's making my hands itch to fight."

Chen Changsheng quickly cupped his hands in greeting.

"This disciple has remembered."

"If there's another good thing like this next time, I'll definitely ask Master to help first."

Daoist Duobao shook his head upon hearing this.

"You two, master and disciple, the moment you open your mouth, you're thinking about dismantling someone's sect."

"Next time, inform me before you act, so I can take away any valuables in advance to avoid waste."

The immortals laughed again.

Chen Changsheng knew in his heart that his Uncle-Master Duobao was just joking, but the members of the Jie Sect were indeed willing to fight alongside him.

He must remember this kindness.

Chen Changsheng straightened his robes and solemnly bowed to Zhao Gongming, Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Jinling, and others.

"I will remember the kindness of my senior brothers and sisters in bestowing this treasure upon me today."

"My elder brother has just escaped, and I need to take him back to Heaven to reunite with his family, so I won't stay on the island any longer."

"Once this matter is settled, Changsheng will return to Jin'ao Island to express his gratitude to everyone."

Zhao Gongming did not try to stop him.

He knew that Yao Ji had been thinking about her eldest son all these years, and that Yang Jiao's early return would put her at ease.

"Go."

"Bring Yang Chan back to visit when you have time. She hasn't come to Jin'ao Island much since you two got married."

"Yes, disciple has remembered."

Chen Changsheng bid farewell to everyone again before raising his hand and tearing open a spatial passage.

Yang Jiao stood in front of the passage, turned around to look at Wan Xian on Jin'ao Island, and solemnly bowed.

"I will forever remember your kindness today."

"If you ever need my help in the future, just send a message, and Yang Jiao will come immediately."

Zhao Gongming waved his hand, urging him on.

"Go see your family quickly, don't keep your mother waiting."

Yang Jiao nodded and followed Chen Changsheng into the passage.

The power of space enveloped the two, and the scene of the East China Sea quickly receded into the distance.

Yang Jiao had assumed that the other end of the passage would lead to the South Heavenly Gate, but a moment later, he sensed a familiar aura of water veins.

The exit ahead gradually opened.

A river, an old city, and the mountains and fields etched deep in memory are slowly emerging from behind the exit.

Yang Jiao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Brother-in-law, could this be...?"

Chen Changsheng did not answer, but simply raised his hand and opened the exit completely.

The sound of the rushing water of the Guanjiang River reached his ears, and Yang Jiao stood in mid-air, not taking a step for a long time.

This is the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

It was the place where he was born, and also the place where all the changes in the Yang family began.

The houses from back then are long gone, and the nearby villages have changed completely.

The roads were wider than I remembered, and there were many more temples along the riverbank. The people coming and going talked about the deeds of Erlang Zhenjun in subduing demons and protecting the people.

Yang Jiao stared for a long time before speaking in a low voice.

"I thought I would never come back in this lifetime."

"When I was little, I often took my second younger brother and third younger sister to the river to catch fish."

"My second brother always wanted to go into the deep water, and my third sister would complain to him from the shore. Every time I came home, I was the one who got scolded for them."

Chen Changsheng did not urge him.

Having been suppressed under Mount Sumeru for so many years, Yang Jiao's greatest regrets were his family and homeland.

While returning directly to Heaven would certainly allow for a reunion, this trip to Guanjiang Estuary is also essential.

Some things can only be truly let go of after you've seen them with your own eyes.

The two landed on the riverbank and walked slowly along the old path.

The former Yang family residence is no longer there.

A small ancestral hall was built on the spot, where the tablet of the True Lord was enshrined.

Incense burned continuously in front of the memorial tablet, and people from the neighborhood would come in to offer incense from time to time.

Yang Jiao stood outside the door and heard an old man telling a child the old story of how Yao Ji suppressed the evil dragon and protected the people.

As the story has been passed down for many years, many details have changed.

But Yao Ji's act of saving people has not been forgotten.

"Mother would be happy to see this."

Yang Jiao's tone was somewhat somber.

"Yes."

Chen Changsheng looked at the incense burning in the ancestral hall.

"My mother-in-law suffered so much, and now that her children are still alive, she has regained her status as the Heavenly Princess."

"Only when you come back can the family truly be reunited."

Yang Jiao nodded.

"Brother-in-law, thank you."

"When I was on Mount Sumeru, what I feared most was not death, but that my mother and younger siblings had met with misfortune."

"Those Western Christian disciples deliberately didn't tell me anything from the outside world, just to make me confused."

"Now that I see incense burning here, I finally feel at ease."

Chen Changsheng's anger flared up again upon hearing this.

Those Western religious guys really know how to manipulate people's hearts.

Unfortunately, they chose the wrong target.

Although this debt is temporarily settled, if the Western Religion dares to reach out again, he wouldn't mind going to Mount Sumeru to dig again.

Last time, they dug up the Black Lotus of Destruction.

Next time, maybe we can dig up the entire base of Mount Sumeru.