Asura watched her retreating figure, his heart filled with reluctance. He could only comfort himself silently, thinking at least she waited here for him for several hours, and at least she recognized Asura. But with her departure, it could be one month, two months, or even one year, two years before she returned. However long it took, he resolved to wait for her right here.

That night, neither Asura nor Tang San practiced their cultivation.

All he did was lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, silently recalling her appearance and smile from past and present lives. Sometimes, a sweet smile would appear on his face, and at other times, he would feel such heartache that he could barely breathe.

That night, sleep eluded him.

With dark circles under his eyes, Tang San climbed up to the rooftop in the early morning.

"You're a bit late today!" Du Bai glanced at him and said. Wu Bingji and the others had already begun their training of the Purple Demon Eyes.

"Yeah, I didn't rest too well yesterday," Tang San said.

"What's with you? Usually, you always have a smile on your face and look confident and sunny. Now you look like you've had your heart broken, haha. Just kidding, you're just a kid, what do you know about heartbreak?" Du Bai laughed heartily to himself.

Tang San shot him a glance, feeling an urge to kick him off the roof. You're the kid, your whole family are kids!

"Later, when we go back, give me a full dose of luck; I feel like my luck hasn't been very good lately," Tang San said to Du Bai.

"Sure thing!" Du Bai agreed without hesitation. To him, Tang San was his lucky charm. Ever since Tang San arrived, his Heavenly Fox Eye had made significant progress and had reached its current level.

The Fifth Stage Heavenly Fox Eye now had actual practical use, and his status in the team had been rising. The teachers treated him like a valuable treasure to be protected. Before the restriction, he needed at least one teacher to accompany him if he wanted to go into the city. And all this was thanks to Tang San. If it hadn't been for Tang San's frequent absences at night, he would have loved to practice with him every day for even better results.

After the cultivation session ended, blessed with the luck given by Du Bai, Tang San left Redemption Academy and headed to Jiali Academy again to continue his sweeping work.

Now at the Seventh Stage, having grasped the universal conditions of this world, studying at Redemption Academy meant little to him; the environment of Jiali Academy was more conducive to his cultivation and stability. More importantly, he would still go there, even if she had just left, for he would wait there every day for her return.

Upon entering Jiali Academy, the atmosphere immediately felt different. The dense Origin Energy lingered in every corner of the academy. The air was exceptionally fresh and moist in the early morning, and while breathing in the familiar atmosphere, Tang San made his way to Elder Mao's cabin for his routine report.

"You're here!" Elder Mao saw him, and his attitude was quite different from when they first met. Tang San was diligent, and his work was meticulous, earning him much praise from the academy's higher-ups. Elder Mao naturally took pride in this. Important cleaning tasks were often entrusted to Tang San, and he always executed them exceptionally well.

"Good morning, Elder Mao," Tang San managed a smile.

"Mm, good morning to you too," Elder Mao nodded with a smile.

Taking up his cleaning tools, Tang San said, "Elder Mao, I'm going to start working now."

Suddenly, Elder Mao said, "Oh, hold on a moment. I have something for you."

"Something?" Tang San paused, Elder Mao went to his desk, picked up something, and then turned to Tang San.

When Tang San saw what was in his hand, his gaze became fixed, unable to move away. Even though he had lived three lifetimes, in that instant, his vision blurred with a mist of tears.

"A young girl asked me to give this to you. It's also from one of our humans. She's very pretty," Elder Mao handed the object to Tang San.

Tang San accepted it, and in his hand was a cup, a cup still filled with warm milk tea. Or rather, it was a milk tea, a milk tea from Pretty Girl Milk Tea Shop.

It was the cup from yesterday that Asura hadn't received, and today, it was right in front of Tang San, in his hands.

In that instant, his heart was filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness, and all the wandering and oppression of the night was swept away.

Tang San smiled, though his smile was tearful, but in that moment, everything before him seemed bathed in sunlight.

Little Beauty, Xiaowu, thank you.

He drank the milk tea, which seemed to carry the warmth of Pretty Girl, soothing his heart and every cell within him.

Then he carefully preserved the cup, which would be the treasure that accompanied him until her return.

Bathed in sunlight, cleaning the ground. Everything seemed to become more beautiful. His spiritual core became more transparent, and his soul core more solid. It was as if in that instant, his weak divine consciousness had been injected with an amplifier, clearly bursting with greater vitality.

Pretty Girl, I am waiting for your return!

City Lord Manor, quiet room.

The Peacock Demon King sat pale-faced in the chair, with Pretty Girl standing before him.

The Peacock Demon King looked at his daughter, with her picturesque features and stunning beauty, and his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"You resemble your mother when she was young," said the Peacock Demon King.

Pretty Girl didn't speak, just looked at him. She did have feelings for this father who had always been good to her, despite the rest of the Peacock Demon Clan's relatives who rejected and targeted her. At least he was kind to her.

But her mother had always warned her to be wary of the Monsters, telling her that all Monsters were enemies, beings that harm humans. Therefore, she always harbored some fear towards this father of hers, and she did not see him often. The one thing that surprised her was when he announced that she was to be one of the inheritors.

This decision had caused a huge stir within the Peacock Demon Clan and was almost unanimously opposed by everyone in the clan. In the end, he stood by his decision, convened a Council of Elders meeting, and persuaded the council. Eventually, she became one of the inheritors.

"However, in my heart, you are not as beautiful as your mother was when she was young. Perhaps, to a lover, their own lover will always be the most beautiful. Heh, as you grow up, you will surely become even more beautiful," the Peacock Demon King seemed to have lost his former dignity.

Pretty Girl, looking at his pale face, said, "Your health..."

The Peacock Demon King shook his head, "I'm fine, not about to die just yet. There are still many things I need to arrange. And making preparations for your seclusion with me is of utmost importance. Is everything arranged with the academy?"

"Yes, I've taken a leave of absence for now," Little Beauty nodded, "How long will we be in seclusion this time?"

The Peacock Demon King replied, "It depends on how long I can hold on, how fast you progress, and how much time the Ancestral Court is willing to give us. I hope for as long as possible. If they could give us ten years, that should be about right."

"Ten years?" Pretty Girl's pupils contracted sharply.

She was only fourteen this year, so in ten years she would be twenty-four!

"It probably won't be that long, they won't give us so much time, and I don't know if my body can last that long," he said.

"Is the injury that severe?" asked Pretty Girl.

"Yes. After all, that guy is already a Great Demon Emperor, how could we push him back without a price? He came too quickly, and to be honest, I was not fully prepared. During the battle that day, I was ready to perish with him, or at the very least knock him off the Great Demon Emperor rank. Fortunately, the inexplicably appearing Sea God bought us time, and it should be a significant amount of time, allowing me to arrange some matters comfortably."