"Yes, yes, yes, quickly call Boss Shu over!"
Upon hearing this, Shu Xiaoxin patted his slightly dizzy head, forced himself to cheer up, and walked over.
At this moment, Shu Dehou lay peacefully on the ground.
There was no trace of pain on his face.
"Dad! Dad! Dad~~~"
Shu Xiaoxin shouted loudly.
Thinking he was asleep and unresponsive, he continued to call out while shaking his body.
"Let me take a look!"
The speaker was Director He, who bent down in front of Shu Dehou and reached out to probe Shu Dehou's nostrils.
Shu Xiaoxin's heart immediately leaped into his throat.
Everything had been fine just now, and his father had always been in good health. How could he have just passed away like this?
His mind raced, and he prayed more than anything that this wasn't real.
However, Director He held his hand in his nostrils for a moment, then shook his head.
"Impossible, Dad!"
Shu Xiaoxin yelled.
He could never have imagined that such a scene would unfold. Their first time sitting together in years had become their last meeting.
Director He patted his shoulder and said, "Boss Shu, please accept my condolences! The dead cannot be brought back to life. It's best to arrange the old man's funeral quickly!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd stirred again. Then, some people who had a connection with Shu Xiaoxin came forward to offer brief condolences.
Although Shu Xiaoxin was heartbroken, he had to control his emotions in such a situation.
He called his subordinates and gave them instructions on what needed to be done.
The old man's funeral must be held with great pomp!
Zhao Qiansun paid no mind to these mundane matters. He had to seize the opportunity while Hong Island was unprotected by its turtle shell and take it down in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, this place would become a burial ground for many people and immortals.
Of course, in his position, he could handle affairs in both the mortal world and the heavenly realm with ease.
As for matters in the mortal world, with the gradual disclosure of the evidence, the Chinese government took notice within just a few days.
Across the nation, there was an unprecedented consensus: to completely ban this place. This was followed by large-scale investigations, the disbandment of Hong Island personnel, and the handover of all affairs concerning Hong Island to the local management authorities.
Although the official decision was made, considering Shu Dehou's actions during his lifetime, they relaxed the restrictions on his funeral.
However, strict surveillance was imposed on personnel entering and leaving Hong Island, especially Shu Xiaoxin.
Except for the common people who had received Shu Dehou's favors, few officials were seen paying their respects at Shu Dehou's memorial portrait.
When Bai Xiaoxiao learned that she had been rescued, she wept uncontrollably.
She truly never expected to survive.
After her emotions stabilized, she decided to go to Hong Island to find Bai Suxiang.
However, after inquiring for several days, there was still no news of Bai Suxiang.
"Perhaps she's already left," she thought.
She tried to console herself, packed her belongings, and prepared to go home.
The recent events had made her understand many things and mature considerably.
Sasha and Shu Desheng were allowed to continue living on the island.
When the personnel were being disbanded, she did not see Liu Dao, which left her with deep regret.
She often sat by the sea, lost in thought.
Shu Desheng thought she had suffered some kind of shock and dared not neglect her, silently observing Sasha's every move.
"Come out! I see you!"
Sasha called out to Shu Desheng.
"Okay!"
Shu Desheng responded.
Being able to sit with his daughter and watch the sea openly was something he could not have wished for.
As people age, they tend to become more reliant on their children.
Even though he knew they were not entirely dependable, their nature was such that he couldn't help himself.
"You've been unhappy these past few days, I thought..."
"Thought what? I haven't!"
Before Shu Desheng could finish speaking, Sasha interrupted.
Shu Desheng could only swallow his words and sit silently beside her.
"Do you believe in love? You and my mother, if you had truly been together back then, would you have stayed together until old age?" Sasha sighed emotionally.
"Of course, we definitely would have!"
Shu Desheng replied naturally and affirmatively.
However, he quickly realized.
This girl, Sasha, thought she was unhappy about her uncle's death? It turned out she was heartbroken over that waiter. It was truly...
"Alas! It's all about fate. The gathering and scattering of fate are all destined by heaven!"
Shu Desheng said, gently patting Sasha's shoulder to comfort her.
Sasha fell silent and gazed into the distance.
...
Bai Suxiang followed Fu Ruhai to the Hall of Blessings. For the first time, the Ancestor of Fu Ling did not mysteriously disappear. Instead, he was waiting in the center of the main hall.
"Greetings, Ancestor of Fu Ling!"
"Get up quickly! There's no need for such formality!"
"We've come to disturb you because..."
"Follow me!"
Ancestor Fu Ling interrupted Fu Ruhai before he could finish his sentence.
The three of them entered a tree hollow one after another.
This hollow was different from elsewhere. It was filled with moisture, and as soon as one entered, they felt enveloped by a white mist.
Their faces felt wet.
"You can open your mouth now!"
As Ancestor Fu Ling spoke, he gently waved a small spell towards Bai Suxiang's mouth.
Bai Suxiang's mouth involuntarily opened.
A small light spot belonging to Liu Sandao rapidly merged into the mist.
"Ancestor, what is this?"
Fu Ruhai asked curiously.
"Heh heh heh, it's nothing. This is a stroke of luck and destiny. He is fated to experience three tribulations, and it is also limited by his cultivation method. There's no need to worry!"
Ancestor Fu Ling said with confidence.
"What do you mean by that?"
Fu Ruhai had never heard Liu Sandao speak about his cultivation methods. How did Ancestor Fu Ling know?
"Heh heh heh!"
Ancestor Fu Ling smiled but did not answer.
As they spoke, Liu Sandao's small light spot grew larger and larger, seemingly absorbing the surrounding mist voraciously.
With a loud "bang!" after a loud noise, a small snow-white sphere appeared.
Ancestor Fu Ling gently picked it up.
"To save him, you must go to the place where he was born!"
"But I don't even know where he was born!"
Fu Ruhai replied truthfully.
He really didn't know. If it weren't for Liu Sandao accidentally entering his life.
Perhaps he would still be a minor god of blessings now and wouldn't have encountered so many messy things.
"Hahaha, you have successfully overcome this tribulation. Do you feel anything different?"
Ancestor Fu Ling suddenly asked.
"Nothing different. I don't feel any change!"
Fu Ruhai replied, bewildered.
He truly didn't feel any change. Perhaps it was because he hadn't fought with the approaching enemies yet, and his strength hadn't been revealed?
But that was impossible. The cultivators who had approached were now vastly different from before.
If he hadn't encountered Liu Sandao, he would have been annihilated long ago.
Ancestor Fu Ling pointed at Fu Ruhai with a "swoosh."
Fu Ruhai immediately felt a strange energy circulating throughout his body.
"What is happening?"