Qianfeng Spirit Mountain, Cloud Viewing Terrace.
“We’re heading back to the borderland today,” Yu Sheng glanced back at Zheng Zhi, who was still sitting in the rocking chair by the doorway, basking in the sun, and then at Chang Fa and the Snow Princess playing badminton in the open space nearby.
He then looked back at Master Yuan Ling and said, “In a little while, No. 66 Wutong Road will ‘transfer.’ After that, the Cloud Viewing Terrace will return to its original state. There might be some space fluctuations then; just giving you all a heads-up.”
“Understood,” Master Yuan Ling stroked his beard, feeling a bit emotional. “Although I knew you would leave sooner or later, it still feels a bit sudden... I’ve gotten used to you all living here. You’re really not staying a while longer? The air up this mountain is good, and it’s beneficial for the kids.”
“Ah, well, I still want to leave a ‘door’ open,” Yu Sheng chuckled when he heard that. “I’m just moving the house back. The teleportation gate leading to the valley will remain on the Cloud Viewing Terrace, so the kids can come visit anytime—they’ll be able to come over whenever. And if you all have free time, you can always come look for me in the ‘valley.’”
Just as Yu Sheng finished speaking, the door at No. 66 Wutong Road was pushed open.