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Ye Fan, finally ready, took one step into the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms.

The chosen coordinates were for the Changming World.

A series of distortions within the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms; he didn’t know how long it had been, but Ye Fan’s vision finally returned from the spatial long river to the real world.

Ye Fan looked around his environment; it seemed like he was still in the Human Clan’s world, because he could already see the Human Clan not too far away.

Space coordinates could be a bit disoriented, but the final target deviation should not be particularly significant.

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt somewhat familiar with a place in the distance.

Ye Fan didn’t exert any power; he just relied on his legs and slowly walked forward.

Dongxiang Village!

The three characters at the village’s entrance slowly stirred up Ye Fan’s memories.

With a flicker of thought, Ye Fan quickly sensed the Heart of the World.

The coordinates were set for Changming World, but they were indeed teleported into the Yanhuang Realm.

Changhe Town, Dongxiang Village.

Each place was unfamiliar, yet also familiar.

He had once left Dongxiang Village to learn martial arts, and aside from the one visit before heading to the Ten-thousand Stars Sea, Ye Fan never returned again.

Ye Fan wasn’t in a hurry to return to the Ye Family and just strolled around Dongxiang Village.

Thousands of years had passed, and Ye Fan never thought that Dongxiang Village would still exist.

However, the people he knew were long gone.

Wang Mansion!

In the center of Dongxiang Village was a relatively luxurious mansion.

Seeing this mansion, a strange feeling arose in Ye Fan’s heart as if this mansion had some connection to him.

This mansion, could it be Brother Wang’s mansion?

Brother Wang, Wang Dong!

Ye Fan and Su Yan were initially introduced by Wang Dong.

If Wang Dong hadn’t done what he had, perhaps the Ye Family would be different now.

“Uncle, what are you doing standing at our front door?”

A child with a tiger-like head and face asked the dazed Ye Fan.

Seeing this child, Ye Fan could affirm that this was Wang Dong’s home.

You have to admit, lineage is a fascinating thing.

After so many years, the child bore some traces of Wang Dong.

“Little boy, can I visit your home?”

Ye Fan wasn’t sure why he would suddenly ask such a question; perhaps old age makes one nostalgic.

Upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, the child didn’t hesitate and ran toward his home, shouting while running: “Dad, something’s wrong, someone’s interested in our house.”

This voice alarmed the whole Wang Family; they hurriedly came out.

Ye Fan reached out his hand to stop the child from deepening the misunderstanding, but eventually, he let it be.

Just when Ye Fan contemplated leaving, the Wang Family finally came out.

When they saw Ye Fan, the Wang Family was stunned.

The Wang Family Head, Wang Hu, looked at Ye Fan blankly, couldn’t help but rub his eyes, trying to confirm he hadn’t mistaken him for someone else.

In their ancestral temple, there was always a portrait.

This portrait represented the beginning of the Wang Family’s celestial destiny and their ancestor’s best friend.

Cultivators of the Wang Family had always worshiped two figures for thousands of years. One was their ancestor Wang Dong, and the other was a cultivator named Ye Fan.

The man in front looked identical to the immortal in the portrait.

“You, are you the Immortal Ye?”

Thousands of years have passed, and Ye Fan is still alive; apart from being an Immortal, what else could he be?

“You recognize me?”

Ye Fan didn’t expect that after so many years, Wang Family’s people could still recognize him.

“Immortal Ye, our ancestors once left behind your portrait. We, the Wang Family, have been worshiping it for generations.”

Ye Fan sighed. When he left Dongxiang Village, he had given the Wang Family a few possessions.

He didn’t expect that the Wang Family would remember him after all these years. That made Ye Fan feel somewhat embarrassed.

Youthful friendships always leave deep imprints on our memory.

Over the years, Wang Dong’s image remained clear in Ye Fan’s mind, but he knew they could never meet again.

The immortal and the mortal were different; over the years, Ye Fan had seen many old acquaintances age.

Soon, Ye Fan calmed down.

Under Wang Hu’s leadership, Ye Fan entered the Ye Family estate.

The cultivators of the Wang Family were tremendously ecstatic. While they weren’t expecting to gain anything tangible from Ye Fan, just being able to witness a living, breathing Immortal in person had already met their expectations.

The Wang Family home was fairly large, now in Dongxiang Village, the Wang Family, the only cultivation family, naturally occupied the most extensive grounds.

After casually glancing around, Ye Fan noticed the Wang Family had a sizeable number of cultivators, there was even one at the Golden Core Stage.

Deep into the Wang Family estate, Ye Fan came across a uniquely demarcated yard.

The style of this yard looked out of place within the Wang Family estate, identical to one in a rural village.

However, upon laying eyes on this yard, Ye Fan felt his eyes grow hot.

This yard was the very one Ye Fan had previously gifted to Wang Dong.

It was astonishing that after so many years, not only did the Wang Family not demolish and rebuild, but they also maintained it so pristinely.

Seeing Ye Fan’s reactions, Wang Hu became even more convinced that this Ye Fan was the very same Ye Immortal from before.

In the Wang Family, only each lineage’s Family Head knew that this yard was once the dwelling of Ye Immortal before he departed from Dongxiang Village.

Before Wang Dong passed away, he ordered that this yard should not be demolished.

Wang Dong knew Ye Fan was an Immortal, who would likely live for an extremely long time.

If there ever came a day when Ye Fan returned to Dongxiang Village, he’d at least have a place to stay.

This was the only thing Wang Dong, as Ye Fan’s good friend, could do for him.

“Chieftain Wang, can I stay in this yard for a day?”

Ye Fan asked Wang Hu.

“Ye Immortal, of course, you can. This yard always belonged to you.”

Wang Hu replied respectfully.

It was only then that the cultivators of the Wang Family finally understood.

Since they were young, they were curious about the presence of such an unusual house within the Wang Family estate, a place restricted to them.

So it turns out this house was the dwelling of an Immortal.

Ye Fan asked the Wang Family not to bother him, quietly stepping into the room.

The room had been meticulously maintained and periodically cleaned, it was neither dirty nor messy.

Ye Fan returned to his old room, and lay down on his familiar bed.

This bed was where he spent his wedding night with Su Yan; it was also where the Ye Family’s journey began.

If it hadn’t been for Wang Dong, Ye Fan wouldn’t know if he would have another opportunity to lie on this bed again.

Feeling drowsy, Ye Fan closed his eyes.

After reaching a certain cultivation level, sleep was unnecessary. Many cultivators even view it as a waste of time.

Ye Fan himself had forgotten when he last had a good night’s sleep.

Overcome by sleepiness, Ye Fan drifted off into slumber.

The next morning, Ye Fan awoke to the morning sun.

It was then that Ye Fan noticed his change.

The Five-Rank Peak Heart Power bottleneck that had been troubling him broke through effortlessly following a sound sleep.

Heart Power, Early Sixth Stage!

At the Sixth Stage of Heart Power, he had truly reached the apex of this world.

Unlike tangible things, the effect of deliberately inducing a breakthrough in Heart Power was less potent than when it happened naturally.

Dongxiang Village, indeed, was his blessing land.

Ye Fan got up yawningly.

Although the past attracted fond reminiscences, one needs to look forward.

Having refreshed well, it was time to depart!

After leaving a storage ring on the bed, Ye Fan’s silhouette vanished from Dongxiang Village.

Other than the storage ring, Ye Fan also left behind a seal of Tao magic.

This seal of Tao was, for the Wang Family, a protective order.

Ye Fan’s seal of Tao was potent enough to obliterate an Immortal Emperor.

Three days later, Wang Hu, having not noticed any movements in the room, knocked on the door.

After knocking for a while without getting any response, Wang Hu presumed Ye Fan must have left and decided to enter.

The room was empty except for the storage ring on the bed, which caught Wang Hu’s eye.

His divine sense probed the ring, Wang Hu was utterly dumbstruck.

Every kind of resource within the storage ring was beyond anything they could ever dream of.

Immortal Pills, Immortal Artifacts and various other resources were abundant, enough to elevate the Wang Family to several heights.