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A subtle trace of disdain flickered in the old Taoist’s eyes, yet his smile remained unchanged as he spoke, “Since you understand the rules, this fortuitous encounter means that he must come with me. In the future, he can return home every year.”

“Immortal Master, I understand, I truly understand. Please take him away. For the sake of our child’s future, it doesn’t matter if we can’t see him for a short while,” immediately responded the child’s father.

The old Taoist seemed unsurprised by this reply, nodding in agreement, “Rest assured, now that your child has caught my attention, his future will be boundless.”

After a few more words, the child was left on the high platform and led into the land temple by a young Taoist who appeared to be a disciple of the old Taoist.

Although the child’s father felt a sense of reluctance, his expression was filled with excitement and pride, as if his son had already become immortal.

However, Ye Bai’s gaze towards him was somewhat complex.