I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

Before the lingering effects of the magic array in the stone chamber had dissipated, Ji Tian had already taken Elena into the air.

He had intended to use a minor teleportation spell to send her back to the Viscount's mansion, but as his nascent soul circulated, he suddenly sensed something amiss and didn't immediately use spatial magic that required precise manipulation.

The flow of spiritual energy within his body was smoother than usual, as if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become even more compatible with him.

Consumption was reduced by nearly 20% compared to before, and recovery speed was nearly 50% faster.

He pondered to himself:

Is it because of the past's convergence and the perfection of one's foundation, or because of returning from that world without spiritual energy? Or perhaps both?

The city walls of the capital city appeared in the twilight.

Ji Tian escorted Elena to the entrance of the Viscount's mansion. She released his hand, turned to look at him, and asked, "Are you going back to your sect?"

"Okay, just letting you know I'm safe."

"Well...see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

Elena smiled slightly, lifted her skirt, and jogged up the steps. The maid at the door hurriedly came to greet her.

Ji Tian watched her enter the door, and after confirming that he had adapted to the fluctuations, he stepped into the void.

……

Eastern Territory, Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, Main Hall Study.

Ophelia was bent over her desk copying scriptures, but her pen remained motionless for a long time.

She had just sensed the book cover vibrating slightly, and the gear emblem flickered on and off, as if something was pacing back and forth inside.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

He's back.

Ophelia's pen tip touched the paper lightly, without looking up.

His aura had changed, becoming more... I can't quite put my finger on it.

The book trembled more and more noticeably, as if a restless prisoner was pacing back and forth in his cage.

The god of industry has lived for countless years and has always prided himself on being calm, precise, and orderly, but at this moment, there was a hint of panic in his voice.

Why don't you go and have a divination done to see if anything has happened to your sect leader?

Ophelia put down her pen, reached her right hand into her sleeve, and her fingertips touched the warm, smooth tortoise shell.

Just as she was about to take it out, a strange tremor suddenly surged in her heart—it was a warning from her divination talent: do not pry, do not predict, or you will suffer a backlash.

She removed her fingers from the tortoise shell and gripped the pen again.

"The sect leader has become stronger again."

The God of Industry was silent for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, "...You knew all along?"

"The sect leader gets stronger every time he leaves; we're used to it." Ophelia continued copying, her handwriting still delicate and unwavering.

The gear emblem on the book cover flashed a few more times before finally falling silent.

……

On the bluestone square, Ji Tian's figure appeared silently.

The red dragon was the first to sense his presence. It raised its head from under the ancient pine tree, a hint of surprise flashing in its vertical pupils. "Why do you seem a little different?"

Ji Tian was also curious about what explanation the other party could give, "How is it different?"

The red dragon stared at him for a long while before reluctantly saying,

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel like you've become more human."

Old Long realized he'd said something inappropriate and quickly interjected, "You asked first! I was just stating the facts based on my understanding!"

Ji Tian wasn't angry. Instead, he praised, "Not bad, you actually dared to point out my faults."

Ji Tian first took out the gifts for his disciples from his Purple Mansion space and sorted them out before heading to the main hall.

Ophelia was already standing on the steps, her short silver hair gleaming faintly in the twilight. She lowered her head slightly and said, "Sect Leader, you've returned."

"Hmm." Ji Tian walked up the steps, his gaze falling on the dark gold book in her hand.

The Book of Industry trembled violently as he stepped into the main hall.

Before Ophelia could speak, the pages turned on their own, the gear emblem shone brightly, and the voice of the god of industry emanated from the book, speaking at least twice as fast as usual:

【Master! You're finally back! I've been testing my second apprentice's loyalty these past few days! It's proven she's resolute, unswayed, and a promising talent worthy of being entrusted with important responsibilities!】

My loyalty to my master is as clear as day and night! What I said earlier was merely a test for you!

Ji Tian walked over expressionlessly, slammed the book shut, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

I'll deal with you later.

The humming of the god of industry came to an abrupt halt.

Ophelia spoke truthfully at that moment:

"He tried to tempt me, but I refused."

"Well done."

Ji Tian took out an exquisite chessboard and two boxes of chess pieces from the void and handed them to her.

"This is Go. It can help you develop your calculation and strategic thinking skills. The rules should be in the instruction manual. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. You should be able to find someone to play with soon."

Ophelia took the chess piece with both hands, her fingertips gently caressing the smooth surface of the piece. A smile appeared in her icy blue eyes, but quickly faded away.

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Ji Tian nodded and took out several more boxes: silk scarves, hair clips, Tang and Song dynasty poems, various pastries...

"These are for Shirley, Jenny, Alice, and Lilith. Alex and Mason's gifts are in their rooms; they can open them when they get back."

Ophelia nodded slightly and was about to deliver them when Ji Tian took matters into his own hands. With a thought, the boxes floated to the disciples' residences.

Ji Tian then pulled out a silver-gray ribbon from his sleeve. The ribbon was printed with fine star patterns and shimmered softly in the light. "There's also one for the fifth one. Tie it to the eggshell as decoration."

After peering through the doorway for a long time, the red dragon finally couldn't help but ask, "What about me?"

Ji Tian glanced up at it. "In that world's large shopping malls, there's nothing that dragons could use. However..."

He took out a bag of high-quality magic crystals from his Purple Mansion space and casually tossed it over, saying, "This is yours."

Red Dragon snatched the bag in its mouth and muttered, "That's more like it."

Ji Tian glanced again in the direction of the disciples' residences, and after confirming that everything was alright, he turned and walked towards the core of the sect's grand formation.

……

At the eye of the great formation, Ji Tian sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and slowly withdrew the wisp of divine consciousness that had separated from him.

The moment the divine sense returned to its place, the array patterns of the entire formation lit up for a moment before returning to silence.

Ji Tian took out the dark gold book of industry from his sleeve and placed it in front of him.

The book was quiet and still, and the gear emblem on the cover was no longer flashing, clearly pretending to be just an ordinary book.

"Alright, stop pretending."

The pages of the god of industry trembled slightly, and after a long while, His voice cautiously emerged from the book:

[Master, I really have something to say.]

"explain."

Master, your second apprentice is plotting something against you!

Upon hearing this, Ji Tian's expression remained unchanged, and he countered with a question:

"this one?"

[...You...you knew all along?!]