The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

This is the bow she left at Sister Zhao's house for several months. The bowstring is made of a special thousand-silk silk thread unique to the Sushen people, capable of withstanding the full force of a peak Divine Realm cultivator without breaking.

"Lan, my little sister!" Yang Wanqing grabbed her hand and pulled her inside. "Come in, come in! We've been waiting for you for ages!"

Yun Wanlan stumbled a step after being pulled.

She entered the living room and looked around. This was her first time visiting Chen Siyao's home.

Big. Very big. And clean. There were glowing things everywhere, lights.

She had gotten used to the lights in Kyushu, but having so many lights in one room still made her feel uneasy for a moment.

"Sit down." Chen Siyao lifted her chin slightly from the sofa. "Want some tea?"

"No need. Thank you, Ms. Chen."

"Just call her 'older sister'," Yang Wanqing said from the side. "She's a year older than you."

Yun Wanlan hesitated for a moment.

"...Sister Chen."

Chen Siyao neither agreed nor disagreed, but picked up her teacup and took a sip. Yang Wanqing took this as tacit agreement, clapped his hands happily, and began asking all sorts of questions again.

"Sister Lan, is it cold in the Taiyin Realm?"

"It's cold outside, but it's okay inside."

"Is there anything good to eat?"

"Yes. But it's very different from the food in Kyushu."

"For example?"

"We eat the flesh of spirit beasts."

Yang Wanqing opened her mouth slightly. "Spirit beast meat, what kind?"

"Like a deer."

"Sometimes a spice called 'spicy leaf' is added."

Yang Wanqing then asked, "What do the extraterrestrial demons look like? Are they big?"

"They come in all sizes. They're ugly and grotesque."

Yang Wanqing turned to look at Chen Siyao: "Yaoyao, I'm scared."

Yang Wanqing was the most lively of them all. Her curiosity, which had been suppressed for two days, had already exploded. As soon as she pulled someone into the house, she immediately started her "ten thousand whys" mode, chattering away and asking questions non-stop. Her little mouth just wouldn't stop.

"Alright, stop asking. We're about to head to the Yin Realm. You'll find out when we get there. Go call my brother, we need to get ready to leave."

Yang Wanqing pouted. She also wanted to ask if there were candied hawthorns in the Taiyin Realm.

But she still obediently got up and walked towards the study.

"Master...Master! Sister Lan has arrived, it's time to set off!"

The study door opened.

Chen Hao came out.

He was still wearing that white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. He was holding a half-finished cup of tea.

Yun Wanlan stood up.

"Venerable One."

She gave a Sushen military salute, placing her right fist against her left chest and bowing slightly.

Chen Siyao took advantage of this break to start a live stream.

The blue light from the photographic crystal illuminated, and the image began to be transmitted outwards.

The number of viewers in the live stream exceeded one million in 0.3 seconds.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments...

"Here it comes! Here it comes! Here it comes!"

"Yao Yao! Late Qing Dynasty!"

"Is that Yun Wanlan? Oh my god, she's so beautiful."

"Wait, wait, wait, what did she call Chen Hao? Venerable One??"

"The etiquette of the Sushen people? Archaeology students, come and translate this!"

Chen Siyao ignored the comments. She looked at Yun Wanlan and asked a question.

"Lanlan, we've always been curious, why do you always address my brother as 'Venerable One'?"

Yun Wanlan thought for a moment.

"I don't know the specific origin. There has been an oral tradition in our tribe since ancient times that there is a venerable one in the Nine Provinces, a person whom all Sushen people respect. When people of our tribe see him, they should address him as 'venerable one'."

"Since ancient times? How ancient?"

"At least... it has been rumored since the beginning of our clan."

Yang Wanqing muttered to himself, "That matches the master's age."

Chen Hao glanced at her. Yang Wanqing shrank back.

"Alright." Chen Hao placed the cup on the coffee table. "Let's go."

Chen Siyao looked at Yun Wanlan.

"How do I get there?"

Yang Wanqing also came closer, her face full of anticipation. Chen Hao was also waiting for her answer.

Yun Wanlan's face turned red.

"……I have no idea."

The moment the words fell!

The entire river-view penthouse fell into a deathly silence! The air froze, and an awkward atmosphere instantly filled the space, enough to make a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment feel incredibly spacious!

Yang Wanqing's bright, expectant eyes instantly dimmed, her mouth gaped open, and she froze on the spot, looking completely bewildered, as if asking, "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just hear?"

The two stared at each other, then froze, their brains going blank on the spot!

Chen Siyao: "What?"

Yang Wanqing: "Huh?"

The live stream chat was flooded with question marks.

"??????"

"She said she didn't know??"

"Did I hear that right?"

"Hilarious! The navigation led to the Yin Realm, route unknown."

Inside the living room, Yang Wanqing couldn't hold back any longer. She leaned forward, her face filled with disbelief and her voice utterly bewildered, "Lan-meimei! You don't know how to get back? How did you even manage to come all the way from the Taiyin Realm to our Blue Star?!"

Yun Wanlan's face turned even redder.

"I used the clan's treasure, the 'Boundary-Breaking Pearl.' It's a one-time use item. It breaks after use."

"..."

"Disposable?" Yang Wanqing's mouth gaped open. "Didn't you consider going back when you came?"

"There's only one Boundary-Breaking Pearl." Yun Wanlan lowered her head, her voice becoming softer. "The clan leader said to use it for the most important things."

The living room fell silent again.

Yang Wanqing and Chen Siyao looked at Yun Wanlan, unsure of what to say.

The chat in the live stream paused briefly, then the tone suddenly changed.

I cried.

"A boundary-breaking bead, a one-time use item, used to find reinforcements. She's even risked her way back."

"Just how far have the Sushen people been driven?"

"Stop talking, I've got sand in my eyes."

Chen Hao didn't react much.

"Disposable?"

Yang Wanqing's voice rose half a tone. She stared at Yun Wanlan, her face still showing disbelief.

Chen Siyao also looked at Yun Wanlan, her lips moved slightly, and in the end she only uttered four words.

"Then how do we get there?"

Yun Wanlan's face turned from pink to bright red.

She didn't know where to put her hands. First, she clenched the hem of her clothes, then let go and let them hang down at her sides, her fingers slightly curled.

He didn't say anything.

There was a three-second silence in the living room.

Yang Wanqing turned to look at Chen Siyao. The two looked at each other and saw the same word in each other's eyes.

Oh no, I can't go?

Just as Chen Siyao was about to ask another question, she caught a movement out of the corner of her eye.

Chen Hao stood up.

He didn't say anything, but carried the half-finished cup of tea to the coffee table and put it down. Then he walked straight to the balcony.

All three people's eyes followed it at the same time.

Chen Hao walked to the center of the balcony, facing the city skyline.

Then he raised his right hand.

Spread your five fingers.

Palms facing forward.

The next second—

The air was torn apart.

This is not a metaphor. It is a literal tearing apart. Three meters in front of Chen Hao's palm, a black line appeared out of thin air, rapidly extending to both sides from a single point, emitting a faint "hissing" sound.