When she heard that the two had given her over twenty grandchildren, even Bu Chan couldnāt help but be stunned.
"Tw-twenty-something?"
"Yes, the oldest just had another one... Itās a boy."
Xuan Min said softly, her face slightly flushed.
"This... am I a great-grandmother now?"
Bu Chan was so shocked that her thoughts were in disarray.
Unable to resist looking at Wang Yiāan, she reproached:
"Then how come you didnāt bring the children over?"
Both of them were embarrassed.
They were too ashamed to say that Chong Hua had sent them back.
Bu Chan then looked at Yi, glanced at several people, understood in her heart, and nodded:
"I have other matters, so I wonāt delay. Your father is in the dungeon, Yiāan, you know the way, take Xuan Min and him there together."
Xuan Min and Yi quickly bade farewell.
Bu Chan subsequently left.
Wang Yiāan also then led the two of them and stepped into the dungeon.
Xuan Minās heart couldnāt help but leap.
She had long heard from Wang Yiāan about her fatherās deeds, but when it was time to meet him face to face, she couldnāt help but feel nervous.
However, when she saw the figure in a green robe sitting under a tree, smiling, she still froze.
His appearance was ninety percent similar to that of Uncle Chong Hua, only lacking some sharpness, yet possessing more warmth and mystery.
He looked at her with a gentle smile and said softly:
"You must be Xuan Min?"
Xuan Min was startled, and her mind instinctively recalled an ability of her father that Wang Yiāan had mentioned beforeāknowing past affairs inside the realm.
She immediately bowed deeply to him with respect:
"Xuan Min, pays respect to Father."
Beside her, Yi also hurriedly bowed:
"Greetings, Master."
"Hmm, you all came."
Wang Ba, sitting under the tree, nodded slightly.
Looking at the three before him, his heart filled with some comfort.
He spoke softly:
"Iām already aware of the situation with the Twelve Dutian Formation; you did well."
The affairs inside the realm couldnāt be hidden from him; he just hadnāt had the spare mental strength to attend to them before. So even though he knew Wang Yiāan later managed to ācommand the father with the grandchildren,ā he couldnāt be bothered to deal with it.
Now, with the Chaos Origin Substance replenishing Little Cang World, everything was moving in a positive direction, giving him some energy and leisure to address this matter.
He turned to Wang Yiāan, his expression slightly serious.
At that moment, the originally relaxed atmosphere instantly became stagnant and heavy.
Both Xuan Min and Yi instinctively felt a tightening in their hearts at the change in the atmosphere.
Wang Yiāan couldnāt help but become serious and said softly:
"Father..."
In such an atmosphere, Wang Ba shook his head slightly and said:
"I know your thoughts; however, do you think mere blood relations can influence my arrangements?"
Wang Yiāan remained silent.
Wang Ba didnāt intend to let him go, speaking sternly:
"Both Witch People and Cultivators must pay the necessary price for their survival. You are originally a Cultivator and should know the heavy price paid by Cultivators over the years for the safety of Little Cang World. How many ancestors gave their lives for its completeness and for the Witch Clanās continuation. Now youāre letting the Witch Clan benefit without wanting to pay the price for your narrow-minded benevolence; do you think itās fair?"
Wang Yiāan was silent for a moment before speaking:
"But ultimately, Cultivators enjoyed more benefits."
"So I gave you a chance."
Wang Ba calmly replied:
"I hoped you could resolve the inherent conflict between Witch People and Cultivators from the start, so I let you enter the realm... but your solution was to hope through interference in my decision to favor the Witch People, which is far from your original intention."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yiāan couldnāt help but take a deep breath.
He knew that his father was right, he indeed hadnāt achieved the initial goals set, and the decisions made had, in some ways, exacerbated unfairness.
But when he became the Shaman Master, his perspective became difficult to completely detach.
He could only remain silent.
Seeing Wang Yiāanās silent reaction, Wang Ba didnāt continue to scold him but sighed, saying:
"Witch People, or Cultivators, or other tribes... theyāre all just appearances. You are always trapped in this appearance, leading to differentiation, making it difficult for you to overcome this conceptual barrier. Perhaps the only thing youāve done right is establishing the āTwelve Dutian Formationā with Yi, which has given the existence of the Witch Clan more value."
"But if you canāt break illusions and see through the essence, you will suffer this loss sooner or later..."
After pondering for a moment, he made arrangements:
"You shall go to the Senluo Hell to replace Daoist Yuanci and guard the True Spirit there."
Wang Yiāan raised his head in astonishment to look at Wang Ba.
Xuan Min, who had been silent, couldnāt help but speak out:
"Father, Xuan Min wishes to accompany Yiāan."
Wang Ba was slightly taken aback, looked at Xuan Min, his gaze slightly softened, pondered for a while, and nodded:
"Go ahead."
The two then left the dungeon.
Yi felt somewhat at a loss, scratched his head, and also bowed to Wang Ba, intending to follow Wang Yiāan and them.
"Theyāre going to guard the True Spirit; why would you follow them?"
Wang Ba said, somewhat helplessly.
Yi looked at Wang Ba with a face of confusion:
"Master, then I..."
"Go study."
Wang Ba said without hesitation.
"Ah?!"
Yi couldnāt help but open his mouth wide in astonishment.
Wang Ba also didnāt bother to say more to him and instructed:
"You may dabble in all combat skills within the sect, and for the rest, you neednāt look at them."
"Whenever you feel youāve gained something, go inside the realm to find my incarnation... you have a pure heart, naturally adept at combat, donāt waste this talent."