Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

Everything has settled down.

The crisis in the Immortal Realm has been resolved, and the extraterrestrial demons have been annihilated. Now, it is time to return.

Wu Fan suppressed the terrifying aura emanating from him that was enough to crush galaxies, and transformed into an ordinary young man.

Holding his parents' hands and with Xiaoya in tow, he took a step and instantly traversed the endless starry sky, returning to Earth.

At this time, the Earth is in a period of turmoil following the revival of spiritual energy.

The landscape underwent dramatic changes, and wild beasts, nourished by spiritual energy, transformed into ferocious spirit beasts that ravaged the city.

Some martial artists and low-level cultivators who suddenly gained power began to do evil in the unrestrained order, causing great suffering to ordinary people.

Standing ten thousand meters above the ground, looking down at the chaotic scene below, Wu Fan's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Without rules, nothing can be accomplished."

Wu Fan remained calm, slowly extending his right hand, and with the will of the Dao Lord, proclaimed his decree to the entire planet:

"I am the master of this realm. Today I establish these rules."

"Those who cultivate themselves must not harm mortals without cause; those who violate this will be punished by heavenly tribulation!"

"No exotic beast or spirit bird may enter human cities without cause; violators will be executed without mercy!"

"The mortal and immortal are distinct; order must be reshaped. Establish!"

Words become law!

As Wu Fan uttered his last word, a sacred golden light suddenly illuminated the entire sky above Earth.

This light screen transformed into countless golden chains of law, disappearing into the void and the earth.

In that instant, all the villains and ferocious beasts wreaking havoc on Earth were imprisoned and annihilated by an invisible force.

Those creatures with kind hearts felt an extra layer of warm protection.

Order was reshaped in an instant!

The will of Heaven has transformed into inviolable rules, deeply imprinted on the soul of every living being.

After doing all this, Wu Fan smiled slightly, and with his family, he gracefully landed at Villa No. 1 of the Cloud Peak Manor in Mencheng.

Several figures were eagerly waiting in front of the villa's gate.

The moment Wu Fan and his group appeared out of thin air, the once quiet courtyard instantly erupted in excitement.

"elder brother!"

Wu Xi was the first to react.

When she saw the two all-too-familiar figures behind Wu Fan, she froze on the spot.

Her ponytail stopped, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads.

"Dad... Mom..." Wu Xi called out these two words in a trembling voice, rubbing her eyes, as if she could not believe that what she was seeing was real.

"Xiao Xi! My dear daughter!"

The mother could no longer hold back, rushed forward, and pulled Wu Xi into her arms. The mother and daughter embraced and wept bitterly.

"Mom! I miss you so much! I thought I'd never see you again..."

Wu Xi cried her heart out, releasing all the pent-up grievances, pain, and resilience she had accumulated over the years.

Jiang Chuxue stood not far away, her eyes moist.

She was dressed in a graceful white dress, watching this scene quietly, her hands trembling slightly.

When Wu Fan looked at her, her eyes were red, she gave a gentle smile and nodded lightly.

"You did it."

Jiang Chuxue walked to Wu Fan's side and said softly, her voice full of pride.

"Yes, I brought them back."

Wu Fan held her hand, and the warmth of his palm completely calmed their hearts.

"Brother Fan!"

Wang Hao walked over with red eyes and patted Wu Fan hard on the shoulder.

This usually resolute, stern, and unsmiling man now had a sob in his voice:

"It's so good that Uncle and Aunt are back. Brother Fan, I've never admired anyone in my life, except you. You're awesome!"

"Master!"

Li Jing, laughing and crying at the same time, still holding a freshly peeled apple in her hand, hurriedly skipped over, bowed respectfully to Wu Fan's parents, and shouted loudly:

"Hello, uncles and aunts! I am Li Jing, Master's most outstanding first disciple! If you need any dirty or tiring work in the future, just let me know!"

Looking at these energetic young people before him, the father wiped his eyes and smiled with satisfaction:

"Okay, okay, you're all good kids."

"Dad, let's go inside."

Wu Fan smiled and shook his head.

……

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past three years, nourished by the restoration of order and the revival of spiritual energy, Earth has been completely transformed into a peaceful and blessed land.

The once barren mountains are now covered with Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal herbs, and the city and the forest coexist harmoniously.

Immortals and mortals coexist, and technology and cultivation are perfectly integrated here.

As people walk down the street, they can see cultivators flying on swords from time to time, as well as spirit beasts leisurely strolling around.

And tonight is New Year's Eve again.

Thousands of lights shone brightly, and colorful fireworks bloomed brilliantly in the night sky, illuminating the entire sky like a dream.

Mencheng, Xingfuli residential area.

The place is no longer dilapidated; instead, it has gained a quaint and elegant charm.

The kitchen in room 402 was steaming hot, filled with the mouthwatering aroma of food.

"Xiao Fan, turn the heat down, the dumplings are ready to go in!"

Holding a rolling pin, the mother smiled and nagged at Wu Fan, who was standing in front of the stove.

"You're always busy outside, so today is Chinese New Year, you absolutely must eat a lot of Mom's chive and egg dumplings!"

"Okay, Mom, I'll do whatever you say."

Wu Fan, wearing an apron and holding a strainer, replied with a grin. Who would have thought that this Dao Lord, who was renowned throughout the heavens, was now content to be a cook in the kitchen, tending the fire and doing odd jobs?

"You old woman, Xiao Fan finally gets a break, and you're nagging him again."

The father was making dumplings on the side, and although he complained, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

In the living room, the television was playing festive songs and dances from the Spring Festival Gala.

Wu Xi pulled Xiao Ya to sit on the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips in her hand.

Xiaoya had now fully regained her divine appearance, but she still preferred to maintain the appearance of a six or seven-year-old little girl, her mouth stuffed full, her big eyes fixed on the television screen.

"Xiaoya, was this skit funny?"

Wu Xi smiled and pinched Xiao Ya's cheek.

"That's hilarious! But that person in red, the magical energy fluctuations were so strange, did he just use magic?"

Xiaoya asked vaguely.

"That's magic, not sorcery, you silly boy."

Wu Xi smiled and ruffled her silver hair.

At the dining table, Li Jing and Wang Hao were busy setting out the tableware.

"Senior brother, put this plate of braised pork ribs in the middle; it's Master's favorite!"

Li Jing held a stack of bowls and chopsticks in her hand, directing Wang Hao.

"Okay, don't worry about me doing the work."

Wang Hao grinned, looking relaxed.

Just then, Jiang Chuxue, dressed in a gentle home outfit, quietly walked into the kitchen.

She looked at the busy Wu Fan with tenderness in her eyes.

She walked gently to Wu Fan's side and took his hand from the side.

Wu Fan paused slightly and turned to look at her.

"Are you tired?"

Jiang Chuxue asked softly.

"Not tired."

Wu Fan smiled slightly, then took her delicate hand in his palm.

Looking at them, I just felt... it all felt like a dream.

"It's not a dream. We will spend every New Year's Eve like this from now on."

Jiang Chuxue gently rested her head on Wu Fan's shoulder, feeling his steady heartbeat.

Outside the window, another wave of dazzling fireworks soared into the sky, adorning the night sky with unparalleled brilliance.

In the kitchen, the aroma of steaming New Year's Eve dinner wafted up.

The nagging of parents, the laughter of my sister, and the playful shouts of friends mingled together, creating the most beautiful melody in the world.

Wu Fan gripped Jiang Chuxue's hand tightly, gazing at the warm and inviting scene before him, filled with the warmth of everyday life.

It has spanned 100,000 years and three thousand realms.

All the blood and fire, all the regrets and pain, were completely washed away at this moment by the warm, earthy atmosphere of human life.

Amidst the steaming aroma of the New Year's Eve dinner, this contemporary Taoist master finally revealed the most relaxed and happiest smile of his life.

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