Lu Ran was detained for three days.

He was confined in the palm of Fairy Jiang's hand, embedded in the shallow lines of her palm.

For three days, Holy Spirit Energy constantly enveloped him, nourishing his body and mind, gradually restoring warmth to his extremely exhausted physique, leaving him in an excellent state!

Lu Ran had a feeling that if this continued, it wouldn't be long before he could achieve a breakthrough.

But on the evening of the fifteenth day of the lunar month, Lu Ran temporarily broke out of prison.

This was the first fifteenth of the night since the descent of the All Gods of the Ran Sect to the human world, and he naturally needed to inspect it carefully.

When he returned to Rain Alley City, standing under the overcast sky, overlooking the entire city, he suddenly noticed a problem.

The small town of Rain Alley had already turned into a ghost city.

"Rustle..."

The pitter-patter of rain arrived as expected.

In the depths of winter, the rain was icy and piercing.

"Sigh..." Lu Ran sighed deeply, looking at the lifeless city below, feeling lost for a moment.

He didn't know where to go or what to do.

To Lu Ran, the human world, an abstract concept, materialized into his hometown in concrete terms.

But now,

the human world that belonged to him no longer existed.

The streets he had walked countless times on his way to school would never again be illuminated by the yellow glow of streetlights.

The sports stadium in West River, the shelter where he spent his years, now had hundreds of beds covered with dust, no crowds seeking refuge anymore.

Wu Lie Building would never again light its searchlights that pierced through the layers of rain, illuminating every corner of the small town.

Only the Wu Lie River continued to flow vigorously.

Endlessly.

Lu Ran slowly descended to the rooftop of Wu Lie Building, kneeling on one knee, gazing at the empty "human world," lost in thought.

Night gradually descended.

Dark, vast, lonely.

"Whoosh~" His waist's Divine Weapon suddenly hummed, and a Sword Spirit quietly appeared.

"Huh?" Lu Ran turned his head, surprised to see a youth clad in a yellow raincoat.

Is this... the Silent Night Sword Spirit?

Indeed, only the Silent Night Sword Spirit dressed like this.

The Dawn Blade, which had evolved into a Divine Weapon earlier, also had a sword spirit image of young Lu Ran, but wore a black combat suit.

Lu Ran looked up at his former self from many years ago.

Though the boy was undoubtedly a phantom, the yellow raincoat he wore seemed to flutter in the wind and rain, his side profile under the hood occasionally showing.

"Hometown, finally quiet." The Silent Night Sword Spirit said softly.

Lu Ran pursed his lips, but ultimately lowered his head and smiled ruefully, full of self-mockery.

He had still arrived too late, the human world growing more turbulent, demons more rampant, leaving people with no choice but to move away from this cursed land.

Without people, is this place still home?

More ironically, without people, without Lu Ran, Rain Alley City was instead tranquil.

"You are very sad," the boy in the raincoat said softly.

Lu Ran didn't know what to say, ultimately just smiling and shrugging his shoulders with feigned nonchalance.

"Me too." The boy in the raincoat murmured softly.

"Hmm?"

"We've done it, we can make the rainy nights of our hometown completely quiet, but it no longer matters." Young Lu Ran lowered his head, looking into the eyes of the youth.

Lu Ran opened his mouth: "Silent Night..."

The boy in the yellow raincoat swayed slightly, then silently disappeared in the wind and rain.

Lu Ran reached into his waist, grasping the Silent Night Blade's hilt, momentarily speechless.

The Smoke and Mist Silk hovering behind him suddenly curled slightly, brushing against Lu Ran's temple, whispering gently: "You can have the people return, all it takes is an order."

"Heh." Lu Ran chuckled softly.

You really do spoil me.

But doing so would be too willful.

Lu Ran knew very well that Smoke and Mist Silk wasn't exaggerating; if he wanted, Wu Lie Building could be illuminated again, and the entire city could even be packed with people.

But... why deceive oneself?

In life, disappointment is more common than contentment, I've done my best.

Really done my best.

From entering Holy Spirit Mountain in the first month of 2020 to returning in late 2023 with the All Gods, it's been less than four full years.

But under the brutal rule of the God Demon, the hometown couldn't hold on for four years.

Some regrets,

remain regrets forever.

Lu Ran slowly stood up, defiantly saying: "Having no people is quite nice, the whole city belongs to me, I can do whatever I want."

The soft ribbon gently patted Lu Ran's head, saying nothing more.

[Master.]

[Hmm?] Lu Ran responded, [Evil Shadow?]

[Da Xia is very quiet.]

[Quiet? Da Xia?] Lu Ran raised an eyebrow slightly, unsure what Lord Guardian meant.

Yan Shuangzi seemed perplexed too: [So far, there's been no demon invasion anywhere, the entire Da Xia is very peaceful.]

Lu Ran: ???

The next moment, he vanished with instantaneous teleportation.

From Rain Alley City to Beijing, it's only an hour by high-speed train, requiring just two teleports.

Through these two flashes, Lu Ran burst from the dark and cold rainy night into a beautiful snowy night.

Snowflakes fell gently, adorning the city in a silvery cloak.

On the well-lit streets, you could see patrols of Moon Gazers, but not a trace of the Demon.

This...?

Lu Ran, unconvinced by the supernatural, flashed again from the residential community to the bustling commercial street, from subway stations to air-raid shelter refuges.

Peacefulness prevailed.

Lu Ran was completely dumbfounded and then activated a Landing Mirror.

From the snow-covered Northeast Ice City to the warm as spring Southwest Yeyu City.

From Mount Song·Vajra Temple to Guangfu·Pear Garden Ancient City and then to Hang City·Lantern Festival Ancient City...

Again arriving at the familiar Hang City, Lu Ran flashed to the side of the Clock Tower, glanced at the clock that had passed eight, then let his gaze wander afar.

Skimming past the neon-lit bustling metropolis, he saw a magnificent Divine Sculpture of a maiden, the Yuanxi Divine Sculpture standing steadily, with the beautiful ancient city adorned with swaying lanterns at its feet.

So...where are the Evil Demons?

"Attention everyone!" A sudden loud voice captured Lu Ran's attention.

He looked down, only to see a troop of Moon Gazers halting and gazing upwards at him.

"Salute!"

The Moon Gazers stood upright, their expressions solemn, their military salutes standard.

Lu Ran seemed to be transported back several years.

In his hometown Rain Alley City, his authentic battle achievements earned the respect of the Moon Gazers unit.

Though not yet fully accomplished, he had already made his mark, and wherever he was, passionate gazes would greet him.

Lu Ran, just like years ago, reciprocated with a fist-palm salute.

"Ran Shen! Ran Shen!"

"Ah! Ran Shen! Here, here, I'm here!"

Lu Ran turned and saw a crowd gathered at the windows on the lower floor beneath the large clock dial.

"Wow! Wow! It's really Ran dog... ahem, ahem ahem..."

"Are the Evil Demons afraid to come now? You brought so many new gods to Da Xia, did that scare them off? Are they too scared to come?"

"Haha! Ran Shen is awesome!!"

"Forty years and I hadn't experienced such a peaceful fifteenth night!"

"Boohoo... Ran Shen, come over, come over! Let's take a photo, this excitement is killing me, come quickly~"

Lu Ran: "..."

For a fleeting moment, he contemplated having the Magic Artifact·Smoke Green Gauze withdraw its spell.

Why do you ordinary folks face Heavenly Realm masters without any fear?

Why am I, a dignified Heavenly Realm master, so flustered and intimidated before Little Ruyi?

It's just unreasonable!

But then again, I must cherish the time of being in the Heavenly Realm.

One day, if I truly become a god and forge a Heavenly Realm body again, my soul would be composed of remnants from the divine.

Smoke Green Gauze cannot cover the pressure from divinity.

"Secure the windows." Lu Ran's voice overshadowed the excited shouts, "The night has just begun."

"What's there to secure, it's over already!"

"Right! The Evil Demons must be scared of you all, they dare not come!"

"How wonderful, truly wonderful..."

Lu Ran felt quite helpless, realizing his appeal wasn't as strong as imagined; the crowd behind the window was almost in a frenzy, jubilant amidst the perilous fifteenth night.

Very magical, very real.

"Hu~" Smoke and Mist Silk seemed able to extend indefinitely, rapidly reaching to the windows, helping secure them tightly from inside, then transforming into thin wisp of smoke seeping out through the cracks.

Lu Ran, fearing more people would gather, promptly concealed himself.

He didn't know what was up with tonight.

Why was the God Demon Camp, led by the Evil Spear Emperor, not taking any action?

Lu Ran didn't believe a king like Evil Spear Emperor would be afraid, could the opponent be making peace?

Impossible, right...

Or perhaps there was some conspiracy by the Northwest forces?

Lu Ran slightly frowned, slowly ascending into the night sky, overlooking the calm and peaceful city below.

He was equally unaware that the internet had completely exploded!

Especially on the Heavenly Pride official website, where Lu Ran's only social media account was, a flood of comments was madly pouring in.

"Ran Shen!! You returned, they dare not come!"

"Aah! I want to go out and set off firecrackers ahhh..."

"After so many years, damn it! On every fifteenth there are Evil Demon invasions, yet tonight none?!"

"Ran Shen, I misjudged you, I once even said... said... I'm going to slap myself twice!"

"Lu! Ran! You are! My! God!"

"On the lunar fifteenth, the evil gates open, demons persist still come? Where are they? Just tell me where are they? Our Ran Shen and All Gods have returned, come on! Huh?"

"Tonight, the world understands the value of this photo..."

Below the comments was a photo.

A young man suspended in mid-air.

The frenzied crowd, like a tightly clustered large bonfire, together encircling that figure with fluttering robes.

In countless pious and fervent gazes, he was the god descending from heaven.

Also the one being lifted high.

Photos of new gods within various ancient cities of Da Xia were also being uploaded, one after another.

And as time went on, the comments gradually changed.

"Location: Beijing, no Evil Demons!"

"Location: Jinling, no Evil Demons!"

"Location: Rong City, no Evil Demons!"

"Be confident now! With Ran Shen above, boldly say! Location: Da Xia, no Evil Demons!"

"Location: Da Xia! No Evil Demons!"

"Location: Da Xia! No Evil Demons!!"

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