When Yinglong returned, the people of Canglang Sect were astonished to see that Yinglong brought back a baby.
"Senior, is this the disciple you want to take in?" The Sect Leader of Canglang Sect asked cautiously.
"This is my son!" Yinglong said joyfully.
Canglang Sect Leader: "???"
Yinglong said contentedly, "Quick, go find me a wet nurse. This little guy is still not weaned. What else? Oh dear, I don’t know how to raise a human child, so I’ll leave it all to you. Hurry and get everything sorted out for me!"
The Sect Leader of Canglang Sect doubted life’s reality, but still instructed someone to quickly take care of it. This baby must have been chosen by Senior Yinglong because he has extraordinary talent, right? But if he’s just a disciple, then why say he’s a son? And with such a look of hitting the jackpot? What is this all about?
One year later.
Yinglong looked sternly at the child in front of him, "Say ’daddy.’
"Baba." The child also had a serious expression.
"It’s ’daddy,’ not ’baba!’" Yinglong corrected for the fifteenth time. Can ’daddy’ be the same as dung? This little brat is infuriating.
"Baba!" The child still had a serious expression.
Two years later.
In the square, Yinglong chased after a bare-bottomed little boy, "Son, get back here! You can’t run around naked, hurry and put on some clothes!"
The child turned a deaf ear and ran even faster.
Yinglong sprinted wildly behind him.
Ye Chenfeng and Jie Wenzhan watched the scene without any expression.
"Senior Brother, if our Founder regained his memories and saw how silly he is now, what would he think?" Jie Wenzhan’s tone was complex.
"He’d probably beat Senior Yinglong to death first," Ye Chenfeng replied confidently.
"I think so too," Jie Wenzhan nodded, watching Yinglong pick up the bare-bottomed child and put pants on him, "Senior Yinglong still makes the Founder call him ’daddy’ every day. If the Founder regains his memories, there might be a fierce battle. In the Cultivation World, many people understand what ’daddy’ means. In some small worlds, that’s how you call a father. Taking advantage of the Founder’s innocence while he’s young, is this really okay? Won’t his conscience hurt?"
The Founder of Canglang Sect was also an outstanding figure. Defiant, self-determined yet principled, he was as close to Yinglong as brothers sharing the same pair of pants.
Now, he’s become the "son" who needs Yinglong’s help to wear pants.
Yinglong can only pray that the Founder does not regain his memories...
A hundred years later, Ye Chenfeng ascended. He came to the Heavenly Dao Office and finally discovered Tianmiao’s identity. After signing the contract, he became an employee of the Heavenly Dao Office. A hundred and twenty years later, Jie Wenzhan ascended and, under Ye Chenfeng’s guidance, came to the Heavenly Dao Office to report in, meeting his Senior Brother and Tianmiao. The two brothers began their conscientious "corporate slave" career at the Heavenly Dao Office.
The two finally understood the deeper meaning behind the words Tianmiao said before he left.
Of course, this is a story for another time.
Meanwhile, in this world, where Spiritual Energy was scarce, Ye Chenfeng and Jie Wenzhan’s ascension made them legends. Their extraordinary talent was always a topic of conversation, and they became idols and goals for many cultivators.
Canglang Sect’s reputation grew even more prominent. Each recruitment test was packed to capacity. The legends of Ye Chenfeng and Jie Wenzhan continued to be told, and the seemingly divine Tianmiao inspired even more admiration, yet no one dared to speak imprudently.