Chapter 106: The Grand Reunion Scene (With Gratitude to Jiushan Xuanqing, Xiang You, Jue Ze Daoist, and Yiru Ranjian for Their Unwavering Support)

Wang Zhiheng was overjoyed in his heart; the acknowledgment from the immortal senior filled him with pride.

After respectfully seeing off the immortal elder, he quickly climbed onto the mechanical beast and found his eldest brother lying behind.

“Big brother, big brother! Just now, I met the immortal senior. He was very kind and even nodded and smiled at me.” The boy was as excited as a child praised by his parents.

“Second brother, when we reach the sect, you must be cautious with your words and actions. The immortal senior is benevolent; we must show gratitude and never cause him trouble. Remember this well,” Wang Yuxuan said solemnly and earnestly.

Wang Zhiheng nodded, listening intently as if absorbing every word.

After dinner, night had fallen completely. Wang Keyue instructed everyone to return to the vehicle, which started normally.

The intelligent bus had recently been upgraded, enhancing the safety and stability of its automatic navigation at night, so Wang Keyue had no worries.

After a day and night of travel, covering roughly eight hundred kilometers, a village vaguely appeared in the distance at dawn.

As they drew closer, something strange happened—an inexplicable white mist enveloped the vehicle, obscuring all directions.

“Warning! Warning! Intelligent navigation is experiencing interference from an unknown magnetic field. Direction cannot be determined,” the bus’s alert sounded.

Wang Keyue was surprised; she hadn’t expected the defensive compass to counter high-tech intelligent vehicles.

She hurriedly took the key to return home from her spatial storage—a white jade token.

Upon presenting the token out the window, the white mist gradually dissipated.

The village reappeared before them, and the intelligent bus resumed normal function.

Outside the village, Jin Yi had mobilized nearly all able-bodied youths, armed with various weapons, bravely standing guard.

Jin Yi stepped forward and loudly questioned them. At this moment, Wang Keyue, unwilling to reveal her true identity, alighted holding the white jade token.

“By order of Young Master Wang, I am escorting the Wang family members here for resettlement,” she announced boldly.

Though Jin Yi and the others did not recognize the white-haired elder before them, they recognized the white jade token.

This token, tied with a special red cord knot, was exclusively for Wang Keyue’s use, proving the elder’s honesty.

Upon hearing she was escorting the Wang family members, suspicion arose.

Jin Yi was dumbfounded, too surprised to speak.

When the people inside the vehicle emerged from the mouth of that giant beast, the women of the Wang family present immediately recognized the leader at the forefront—it was none other than General Dingyuan, head of the Wang clan.

Following him were the family heads of the second branch, Master Wang Erye, Young Master Wang Er, and finally, the eldest Young Master Wang, carried down on a stretcher—this was truly them.

Cheers erupted among those present, many rushing back to the village to inform the matriarch.

Wang Jinfeng and Wang Shuyuan found many of the familiar faces before them, their expressions puzzled. This place... wasn’t it supposed to be the immortal senior’s sect?

Wang Keyue offered no explanation and led the group toward the heart of Wang Village.

At the village entrance, they encountered an elderly matriarch wearing an indigo cotton jacket, her hair streaked with white, slowly advancing with the help of servants.

Wang Jinfeng, Wang Shuyuan, and Wang Zhiheng rubbed their eyes in disbelief—the old lady looked exactly like their own mother or grandmother!

Beside the elder stood a woman—not anyone but Mrs. Jiang.

Wang Jinfeng reacted fastest, rushing forward to grasp the old matriarch’s hands, then falling prostrate before her with a thud.

Wang Shuyuan and Wang Zhiheng quickly followed suit, kneeling and bowing repeatedly until the trembling old woman gently helped them up.

“My dear children… my dear children… rise quickly! You… you have suffered wrongs…” the matriarch wept, her voice trembling.

“Mother, it is the unfilial children’s fault for letting you endure such hardship; your sons are unworthy! Unworthy!” Wang Jinfeng lamented, slapping himself hard three times in self-reproach.

The old matriarch hastily stopped him, “Son, what are you doing? When you strike yourself, it pains your mother’s heart! Do you wish to break mine with sorrow?” she sobbed uncontrollably.

The reunion of the Wang family was deeply moving, filled with comfort and consolation as the crowd bustled with lively greetings.

After bringing the four descendants into the main residence—except for the injured Wang Yuxuan who could not yet stand—the other three respectfully kowtowed to the venerable matriarch in the main hall.

Once the formalities concluded, they finally took their seats and began recounting recent events.

Only then did everyone remember the immortal benefactor who had escorted their kin home.

“Hurry! Bring that immortal benefactor here at once! Treat them with utmost respect; do not neglect their presence,” the matriarch urgently commanded.

Wang Zhiheng quickly stood, “Grandmother, don’t worry. I will personally invite the senior.” With that, he strode away cheerfully.

“Heh, that mischievous rascal!” the old woman chuckled, unbothered.

Wang Keyue and Xiao Hongyu accompanied Wang Zhiheng to the main hall. Wang Keyue was reluctant to reveal this particular identity; after all, one must have many guises to ensure survival—she didn’t mind providing them with one more layer of protection.

As the “apprentice” of this disguise, Xiao Hongyu naturally followed his “master’s” orders unquestioningly.

They presented themselves to the matriarch with proper dignity and took their seats. Xiao Hongyu stood behind Wang Keyue, playing the role of a devoted disciple.

“Old matriarch Wang, we are deeply grateful for the life-saving grace of the senior. The senior has done immense kindness to our Wang clan. Please accept this humble bow from this old woman,” no one expected the matriarch to actually bend and bow.

This... this... was unbelievable! Wang Keyue hurriedly rose to refuse, finding it difficult to endure the matriarch’s determined reverence.

“Old matriarch, please do not trouble yourself. I am now the master of the young master of the Wang family and naturally willing to protect my disciple’s kin. Is the old matriarch unwilling to consider me part of the family?” With no other choice, Wang Keyue cleverly created a convenient “third apprentice” for herself—essentially becoming her own disciple.

Xiao Hongyu was stunned by this ploy, barely containing a laugh yet too respectful to do so, struggling in amusement.

Le Wen