After deciding to return, Lan Yan tidied up the affairs of her pastry shop, hung a sign indicating the owner was away, and closed the shop. Looking at the closed door, she sighed, "I wonder when I'll be back?"
She had a feeling she might not return.
Jun Yelan stood beside her and said, "After we resolve the matters in the Demon Realm." In truth, he wasn't entirely confident. This war between the two realms was unlike any before, and the Sect Master of Spirit Mountain had invested heavily.
"Mmm," Lan Yan stopped herself from overthinking. She turned, grabbed Jun Yelun, and as they ran, she laughed, "Yelan, this is our last day in the human world. We have to enjoy it to the fullest."
Jun Yelun couldn't help but smile and kept pace with Lan Yan.
Lan Yan returned to the previous food stall and ordered another table full of pastries, eating everything she wanted. The leftovers, she put into a bag to enjoy slowly in the Demon Realm.
When they left, her bag was full again.
Jun Yelun looked at her with helplessness and affection, packing ten portions of Osmanthus Cake and storing them in his sleeve.
Walking further, Lan Yan went to the fabric shop and changed into human-world attire. Her wardrobe now had new styles, but unfortunately, she hadn't had time to visit other realms.
The fabric shop owner's wife smiled, "Miss Lan looks good in anything. I have some new fabrics here; would you like to try them on again?"
"No, thank you." Lan Yan had important matters to attend to in the Demon Realm and couldn't carry too much.
"My dear, have some water," the fabric shop owner emerged, handing his wife a teacup.
The owner's wife smiled, drank the water, and then looked at Lan Yan. Knowing Lan Yan was married to a demon, she felt a certain closeness to her and asked, "Miss Lan, would you like some water?"
Lan Yan returned a smile. "I brought my own." She had a water flask hanging at her waist, prepared by Jun Yelun. "Madam, your husband and you are so good together."
The owner's wife blushed, thinking of what her husband did for her, and nodded. "What about you, Miss Lan?"
They had been trying on clothes inside, so Jun Yelun waited outside.
"He is the best person to me in this world," Lan Yan's lips curved upwards as she praised him without reservation. Wherever she wanted to go, whatever she wanted to do, Jun Yelun accompanied her. This time, it was her turn to accompany Jun Yelun.
The owner's wife teased, "Miss Lan is so frank. I've heard about His Highness in the Demon Realm too. I thought His Highness was aloof and would always be alone."
"And it turns out Miss Lan is the one who subdued him." She truly hadn't expected it to be a cultivator; the world was full of the unbelievable.
Lan Yan gave a faint smile. "Madam, I wish you and your husband happiness. I must be going now." She put away the clothes she had changed out of, paid, and prepared to leave.
The owner's wife finally pressed a set of clothes into Lan Yan's hands, a red one. "I wove this myself. It carries blessings and can protect lovers."
Her ignorance of affairs in the Demon Realm didn't mean she was unaware. Lan Yan possessed more courage than her, someone she admired.
"Thank you." Lan Yan carefully put away the red robe and walked out, looking at Jun Yelun. "Yelan, I've finished shopping."
Jun Yelun smiled. "Yan'er, where else do you want to go?"
"I've eaten, and I've bought things. I truly have no destination now." Lan Yan tapped her chin lightly, pondering, and finally smiled. "Never mind, wherever we go, we go."
She led the way out the door and walked casually down the street.
Jun Yelun naturally followed, his eyes full of smiles.
They wandered until evening, then hand in hand, they arrived at the entrance between the two realms and stepped into the Demon Realm.
They had returned.
At this moment, at the border between the Demon Realm and the cultivation world, the Sect Master of Spirit Mountain personally oversaw the situation. He had been dispatching people to search for Jun Yelun and Lan Yan, absolutely determined not to let them escape.
Seeing this, True Person Feng Qing advised, "Senior Brother, why cling to your obsession? The two realms have been at peace for centuries. Are you trying to shatter it? Senior Brother, let's return."
"I will not return," the Sect Master of Spirit Mountain roared. "Moreover, this time, it is the Demon King who issued the declaration of war. We have just cause. Last time they escaped from the abyss thanks to those two. Not this time."
True Person Feng Qing sighed helplessly, feeling his senior brother was close to becoming a demon. "The Demon King who sent you the message is dead, and this is the new Demon King. He has already sent word to explain that your current actions are deliberate."
The Sect Master of Spirit Mountain gritted his teeth. "So what! They are all demon beasts, they deserve to die! Junior Brother, have you forgotten why our youngest junior brother died!"
Upon mentioning this, True Person Feng Qing paused, recalling Lan Yan's words. "Qing Ming wasn't killed by demon beasts; he was forced to his death by us. We, his senior brothers, not only failed to help him but also harmed him."
He already regretted it.
Seeing True Person Feng Qing's expression, the Sect Master of Spirit Mountain's anger intensified. "Junior Brother, you seem to have been influenced by those traitors. After winning this war, you will go into seclusion for cultivation."
True Person Feng Qing naturally refused. "Senior Brother, I will stop you." The previous battle in the abyss had already claimed many disciples, and this could not happen again.
"Since that is the case, then do not blame your Senior Brother." The Sect Master of Spirit Mountain suddenly struck out with his palm, seizing True Person Feng Qing and binding him. This time, he was resolute; no one would stop him.
True Person Feng Qing's eyes were filled with disappointment; his senior brother was beyond saving.
Just then, a disciple from below reported, "Sect Master, we have found traces of Lan Yan and Jun Yelun. They are at the entrance to the Demon Realm."
"Good," the Sect Master of Spirit Mountain smiled triumphantly. Finally, he knew their whereabouts.
True Person Feng Qing started, shouting, "Senior Brother, what do you intend to do!" After all, Lan Yan was his most favored disciple.
The Sect Master of Spirit Mountain saw his junior brother still cared for that traitor and conceived a brilliant idea. "Junior Brother, you know many of Lan Yan's weaknesses, don't you? You taught her all her techniques."
He pressed down on True Person Feng Qing's head, directly controlling his divine consciousness. As long as True Person Feng Qing approached Lan Yan, half of his plan would succeed. "Junior Brother, hurry and go find your beloved disciple."
True Person Feng Qing's pupils gradually dilated, only remembering those words. He drove his sword and headed towards the entrance of the Demon Realm.
At this moment, Lan Yan and Jun Yelun had just arrived. They found the area deserted and murmured, "It seems all the demon beasts here have left." At the same time, they realized the Demon Realm had fallen into crisis, and this battle would be arduous.
As they walked forward, they suddenly saw a figure emerge ahead, dressed in cultivation world attire.
Jun Yelun prepared to attack, but Lan Yan felt the figure was familiar. She realized it was her master, True Person Feng Qing, and called out, "Yelan, wait."
Her master had helped her last time. She walked up to True Person Feng Qing and asked, "Master... True Person Feng Qing, what is it you need?"
"Lan Yan, your master has something important to tell you." True Person Feng Qing walked a step forward with no emotion in his eyes, the magical artifact hidden in his sleeve gradually revealing itself.