The Clan Leader and Elders gathered around to report the recent happenings within the clan to Ningxin the Ancestor.
Tang Ningxin reassured everyone and then immersed herself in the secret search for Song Yan.
The Faceless Mask and Talent could indeed alter one’s appearance and aura, yet Tang Ningxin, as the confidant of the Formless Ancestor, still held some unique identification methods.
...
Over a month later...
Outside the Shadow Studio, in the courtyard...
Song Yan and Tang Xing were enthusiastically chatting under an old tree, discussing fine wine, beautiful women, life’s aspirations, and cultivation realms, appearing thoroughly immersed.
Tang Xing clasped his hands and said, "Never thought that I would have such aligned interests with Brother Zhang. Once things settle, you must come to the market; I’ll be your host then."
Song Yan smiled and was about to reply when he suddenly felt something, slightly turning his head.
A strand of wind blew in from outside the courtyard, swirling around and stirring up the leaves, causing them to rustle like wind chimes swaying.
Tang Xing noticed the sudden quiet and, following his Brother Zhang’s expression, instinctively looked towards the direction of the wind.
There, at the entrance, the dazzling sunlight outlined a graceful figure seemingly crafted from golden light, with a turquoise skirt billowing like water waves, leaving one breathless with awe. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Tang Xing recognized who the newcomer was and instantly jumped up, lowering his gaze and bowing respectfully on the ground, saying, "Ancestor!"
Within the Shadow Studio, the respectful cries of "Ancestor" echoed one after another.
Song Yan also bowed on the ground, respectfully addressing: "Ancestor."
He listened to the footsteps gradually approaching, watching the clean, spotless White Water Cloud Shoes slowly arrive in front of him, while also feeling the tension of the approaching turquoise-clad Divine Maiden.
Soon, he heard Tang Ningxin’s voice speak softly: "Tang Zhang, come with me."
Song Yan was momentarily stunned until Tang Xing nudged him, and he pointed at himself in surprise, saying, "Me... me?"
Tang Ningxin looked down at the kneeling young man before her. After days of relentless investigation, she was entirely certain that Song Yan, who used the "Faceless Mask" to blend into the clan, was indeed the youth before her.
Yet this youth’s convincing act left her at a loss for words.
Tang Ningxin nodded, answering, "You."
Song Yan rose, flattered, and then, amidst envious glances from the crowd, he and Ningxin the Ancestor transformed into rainbows, descending upon the Celestial Pool at the Ancestral Vein Peak.
The Celestial Pool remained, blossoms falling, only the dragon within the pool had vanished.
Upon reaching the Celestial Pool, Tang Ningxin waved a hand to isolate sight and sound, then turned, resembling a wife long-separated, her beautiful face showing hints of a wistful look, half-angry and half-pouting, she said, "Song Yan, you kept me in the dark."


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