After a discussion, the Direct Lineage of the Li Family decided to keep Li Tongya's death discreet, just hanging white silk on the mountain. A few members of the Direct Lineage worshipped on their own before dispersing.
The news of Li Tongya's passing had already been known by the Direct Lineage, and the three-year mourning period was completed long ago. Now, it was merely a resurgence of sorrow before everyone hurriedly immersed themselves in their respective duties.
After staying at home for a few days, Li Xuanxuan rarely had the chance to meet Li Yuanping every day. He smiled tenderly as he played with Li Yuanming, asking softly,
"Ming'er, how much of the Pill Scripture have you read?"
"I can already summon the pill fire!"
Li Ximing nodded obediently, and with a clap of her hands, she summoned a handful of pure white fire. Warm as jade and cool as water, it danced quietly between her palms.
