Lu Ruyan especially loved the long, red whip. With a gentle flick, it left a twenty-meter-long gash on the ground.
Wherever it struck, a layer of frost and ice shards appeared.
Lu Ruyan leaped into Lu Yuan's arms, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Thank you, Daddy!"
Lu Ruyan tossed the whip to Daoist Quanyi and said, "Old Master, you have to give this back to me when I can control my own power, okay?~"
Holding Lu Ruyan, Lu Yuan said to Daoist Quanyi, "Today, please give us some time, old brother. Let Ruyan see her maternal grandparents."
"My dear brother, no need to be so formal. You all go on. I'll head back to Taihe Mountain first. I'll have Ruyan's senior martial brother come pick her up later!"
Daoist Quanyi and Lu Yuan exchanged a few more pleasantries, then the Daoist sped toward Taihe Mountain, his feet barely touching the tips of the grass.
