After leaving the 33rd Heaven, Han Jue and the other two didn't stay long in the main Dao Field before they teleported to the third Dao Field.
"It's been a long time. I almost forgot about this place. Home is still the best." Han Qing'er walked out of the Daoist temple, stretched, and looked around with a nostalgic expression.
Beside him, Qingluan'er covered her mouth and laughed. "You'll regret saying that."
Han Qing'er asked, "Why?"
Qingluan'er sighed. "Your father is going into seclusion next."
"So be it."
"It means that you can't leave."
"It's fine. He'll bring me out after his seclusion ends."
"Do you know how long he'll be in seclusion?"
"How long can it be? Wait! Mother, do you mean that Father will be in seclusion for a long time? How long? A hundred years? A thousand years? No way?"
Han Qing'er's face turned pale.
