Wuji flew towards his own tribe with a mix of urgent, happy and fearful emotions. In no time, Wuji arrived above his original tribe. Looking at the originally small tribe, he saw that the protective fence around it had expanded dozens of times. By Wuji's estimate, the population of the tribe now exceeded 50,000, possibly even more. Couples of young human warriors patrolled within the range of the fence.

  Wuji descended from the clouds in a forest not far from the tribal entrance, changed his attire slightly, and walked towards the tribal entrance.

  The guardian at the entrance of the tribe looked far away and saw Wujie walking from afar, not daring to slack off, hastily stepping forward to ask. The guardian was very clear that although the human tribe had developed greatly in the past twenty years, the individual strength of humans was actually not strong. The forests between each tribe were full of various dangers, and every time they came and went between tribes, they had to gather a large number of people to dare to pass through, resulting in very little exchange between tribes. This was Wujie appearing alone at the entrance of the tribe, and the guardians all guessed that Wujie's combat strength must be extraordinary.

  A guard at the gate asked Wuji, "Brother, what brings you here?"

  Wuji hurriedly wanted to see his own mother and directly said "My name is Ashan, I'm here to find my mother Ayin leader, please brothers lead the way."

  The guardian heard that Wuji had come to find Ayin Tai Shangzun and said, "So brother is here to find Ayin Tai Shangzun. However, I've heard that twenty years ago, Ayin's son followed a fairy master at the age of 15. Looking at your age, you're less than 20 years old, and it's really hard for me to believe."

  Wuji saw the guardian had been here for half a day, still not believing himself. Wuji didn't want to waste any more time, so he directly showed off his divine power, leaving the guardian speechless. The guardian then led Wuji to where he used to live in the tribe and said: "This is Ah Ying elder's courtyard." After that, the guardian stood guard beside him, preventing Wuji from harming Ah Ying elder.

  At this time, Ah Ying is doing what she can for the tribe like other elderly people in the tribe, such as drying and storing meat, feeding pigs, sheep, cattle and other domesticated animals.

  Originally, Ah Ying had passed on the position of leader to Ah Feng, who had made great contributions to the tribe, after feeling his physical strength decline five years ago. The tribespeople, who were grateful for Ah Ying's decades of contributions to the tribe, tried to persuade him otherwise, but he refused. In the end, Ah Feng became the leader of the tens of thousands-strong tribe, and in order to show respect for Ah Ying's achievements, he was appointed as the tribe's Supreme Elder under the urging of the elderly members. He also instructed some young children who were almost adults to take care of Ah Ying.

  Wuji looked at Ah Ying, who had already turned white-haired and aged, but still retained a hint of her youthful appearance. Wuji walked up to his mother Ah Ying and knelt down on the ground amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd: "Your unfilial son Ashan greets you, Mother. For not being able to serve by your side for these twenty years, I beg for your forgiveness."

  Mother Aying was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then she saw that the young man in front of her, except for his body being slightly taller and looking more mature, was exactly Ashan's appearance twenty years ago. Adding to these twenty years, Xuandu would occasionally come down from the mountain and tell Aying about Wujie's situation. Seeing Xuandu's unchanged face over the past twenty years, it was understandable that she could see Wujie's appearance at this time.

  Aying's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears, she quickly walked towards Wuji and helped him up, saying: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

  Wuji saw Wu Qin's excited and uneasy mood, so he hurriedly performed some small magic to calm her down. Afterwards, the mother and son began to chat about family matters, and the guards and servants who were serving Ayin retreated on their own initiative.

  Wuji and his mother chatted until nightfall, then Wuji let his mother rest first. As the leader for over 20 years, Ah Ying naturally had a keen sense of observation, and although she was happy to be reunited with her son, there was also a look of worry on her face. Ah Ying understood that Wuji was worried about her health.

  "Ayin said to Wuji, who was about to leave: 'Ayin's child, since your father's death, my heart has been dead. It was your birth that gave me new hope and a new goal. Now you've grown up and become a great master, our originally weak tribe has developed into a medium-sized tribe of 40,000 to 50,000 people under your mother's leadership. Your mother is content and has no regrets in this life. You don't need to worry about me.'"

  "Wuji heard this and exclaimed 'Mother! I'll immediately return to the mountain to ask Master to pass down the cultivation method and elixir, to help Mother with her cultivation.'"

  "Child, your mother has lived for so long and understood one thing: there is always a higher mountain, the world of cultivation is where the strong prey on the weak, and it's exhausting to live like this. It doesn't suit me, I only hope that in my lifetime, I can spend the rest of my days with you by my side, will you agree?"

  Wuji heard his mother's firm and hopeful words, understanding that what she said made perfect sense. The path of cultivation was a heaven-defying endeavor, accompanied by all sorts of tribulations and hardships. If one wasn't careful, they would lose their life and their Dao would be extinguished. Wuji understood that everyone had their own aspirations, and he knew his mother didn't want to embark on the path of cultivation. He should respect her decision, but he couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness.

  Wuji can now only accompany his mother through the last journey of her life, and with Wuji's tearful words: "I understand, I won't force you to cultivate anymore, from now on, I'll just stay by your side."

  Wuji left his mother's room and flew to the Taichu Bieguan on Mount Shouyang. In a short while, he arrived in front of Taiqing Daozhen and reported the journey to him.

  Taiqing Daoist didn't expect that the ordinary Ah Ying would have such profound insights into life, and was instead impressed by her. As for suggesting that Wujie accompany Ah Ying through the final stages of her life, there were no objections, and he agreed. After all, Wujie's cultivation had just broken through, and it would be difficult to make another breakthrough, so it was better to let him fulfill his filial duties.

  Wuji returned to Ayin's courtyard on a cloud with the consent of Taiqing Daoren, and began building a thatched hut for himself by the side.