The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

The live stream audience was absolutely in stitches:

[I am Ying Zheng: The Queen Mother of the West's cooking is terrible! I'm dead! Really dead!]

[Yaoyao's Little Red Riding Hood: Queen Mother of the West: I concocted the elixir of immortality, and you complain that my cooking is bad?]

[Dongmen Chuixue: Master Chen: Daoist heart is paramount. The real reason: She's a terrible cook.]

[New User 001: This plot twist is amazing!]

[New User 002: If the Queen Mother of the West knew this reason, she would probably jump off Mount Kunlun.]

[New User 003: Master Chen, you are the most genuine straight man I've ever met]

Yang Wanqing laughed until tears streamed down her face: "Brother Hao, if the Queen Mother of the West heard you say that, wouldn't she be so angry she'd come back to life?"

Chen Hao thought for a moment and said seriously, "She has a good temper, so it shouldn't be."

"Then how do you know she's a bad cook?"

"I've eaten there once."

"and then?"

Chen Hao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "And then I never ate anything she made again."

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle; they never expected the usually composed Chen Hao to have this side to him.

Following the misty path back to the idyllic meadow at the bottom of the valley, Chen Siyao took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the fragrance of flowers and spiritual energy, and felt as if she were floating on a cloud.

The sunlight is gentle, the stream babbles, the herbs sway, and the white mist rises lightly.

Here, there is no urban hustle and bustle, no internet distractions, and even time seems to slow down countless times.

Yang Wanqing was still live-streaming on her phone, the camera panning around, and the comments section was already speechless with admiration.

[Mountain Wilderness Aqi: I'd live here forever!]

[Milk tea without sugar: We suggest turning this into a national 5A-level scenic spot!]

[Zhou, who stays up all night: I'd like to retreat here for ten years and live a life detached from worldly affairs!]

[Archaeology Enthusiast: Is this really not a real-life scene from a fairyland?]

[Yilin: Does this place really exist? It's not special effects, is it?]

[Dongmen Chuixue: If it's special effects, how much would that cost?]

[Professor Li from Beijing University: From a geological perspective, such a place should theoretically be impossible... yet the images are so realistic....]

Chen Siyao crossed her arms, looked at Chen Hao with longing eyes, and said in a soft, sweet voice:

"Brother, this place is so comfortable... The air is fresh, the scenery is beautiful, there's so much spiritual energy, even the fruit is so delicious it makes me want to cry. I wish I could live here forever."

After she finished speaking, she smiled sheepishly.

"But that's just wishful thinking. We still have to go back to live streaming, work, and life. It's impossible for us to actually stay here."

Tsai Ching-wen softly echoed, "Yes, although this place is nice, it's ultimately not a place for people to live permanently."

Li Li held the wolf cub, who squinted comfortably and nuzzled her arm, saying, "I'm already very lucky to have come even once."

Yang Wanqing nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes! Living here, I can quit using my phone! Quit ordering takeout! Quit everything!"

Chen Hao stood there, listening to his sister's sigh, and his fingertips twitched slightly.

His gaze lowered slightly, and his consciousness sank into the Qiankun bag within his body.

It is filled with countless rare treasures left over from ancient times—divine weapons, elixirs, cultivation techniques, and rare and precious materials...

In the far corner, there lies a small, exquisite, and extremely refined wooden attic.

That was in ancient times. In order to curry favor with him, a sect leader of a major sect learned from some unknown source that the old man liked peace and quiet.

He specially commissioned the construction of this pavilion using ancient sandalwood, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and has its own spirit-gathering array. The interior is fully furnished, and even the bedding is woven from spirit silkworm silk. He said it was "a small token of his appreciation, please accept it, Mr. Chen."

Back then, the other party presented it with both hands, their face full of respect: "This building is offered to Your Excellency, may Your Excellency rest in peace."

He glanced at it, said "Thank you for your thoughtfulness," and then put it into his storage bag, never taking it out again.

Chen Hao glanced around to make sure the women were all enjoying the scenery and no one was paying attention to him.

A faint golden spiritual energy emanated from his palm, almost imperceptibly, and he silently moved the pavilion directly to a flat grassy area a hundred meters away, behind the Red Dust Fruit Tree.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, silent and without a sound, not even a gust of wind could be felt.

After doing all this, he finally looked up at his sister, whose face was filled with regret, and spoke in a relaxed and casual tone:

"It's not impossible for me to stay here."

Chen Siyao turned her head sharply: "Huh? Brother, what did you say?"

Yang Wanqing, Cai Jingwen, and Li Li all looked over at the same time.

Chen Hao stood with his hands in his pockets, a slightly nonchalant smile on his young face.

"Anyway, there's no rush to go back. I can stay for a night or two before leaving."

Chen Siyao's eyes widened instantly: "Stay...stay for one night? But brother...there's nothing here! It's the middle of nowhere, no bed, no blankets, no food, no water, not even a place to shelter from the wind and rain..."

Yang Wanqing nodded repeatedly, "That's right, Brother Hao, we can't possibly sleep on the grass, can we? Although the grass is soft, it'll be cold at night!"

Seeing the "Are you kidding me?" expressions on their faces, Chen Hao suddenly smiled mysteriously, a small curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Come with me."

He turned around and walked towards the red dust fruit trees not far away.

Chen Siyao and the other girls exchanged glances, all looking puzzled, but they still obediently followed.

The viewers in the live stream were also intrigued.

[Yaoyao's Guard: What surprise is the Celestial Master up to this time?]

[The Genius Old Wang: Spending the night in the middle of nowhere? Are we going to camp?]

[Eat your melon seeds without spitting out the seeds: I bet a bag of spicy strips that Master Chen definitely has a backup plan!]

[For those who stay up all night to cultivate their spiritual energy: I'm guessing—a tent!]

Passing through several red dust fruit trees laden with crimson berries, the sight before them froze everyone in place.

Chen Siyao's breath hitched.

Yang Wanqing's phone nearly fell to the ground with a clatter.

Cai Jingwen covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

Li Li was completely stunned, and even the little wolf cub in her arms raised its head and looked ahead curiously.

In front of them, on a flat grassy field, stood a wooden pavilion that was so exquisite it was unbelievable.

The attic is constructed entirely of light gold and warm white wood with natural, smooth grain, without a single nail, and entirely using traditional mortise and tenon joints.

With upturned eaves and carved beams, the roof is adorned with delicate jade bells that chime melodiously in the breeze.

The attic has two floors, with clear glass windows, a soft white velvet carpet at the entrance, and several fragrant spirit flowers planted nearby.

There was nothing here when they came in!

A completely bare patch of grass!

How come now...

A building appeared out of nowhere?!

Chen Siyao was the first to react. She turned sharply to look at Chen Hao, her voice trembling:

"Brother! What... what is this?! When did this house appear?! It wasn't here when we came in!"

Yang Wanqing went crazy, pointing the camera at the attic and snapping photos from every angle.

The live stream is happening right now!

[Reward me: Am I blind? This place was empty just now!]

[Magician Liu: What's so special about making people disappear into thin air! Master Chen's move is a grand transformation into a celestial palace!]

[The number one online critic: Was it photoshopped? It's definitely edited!]

[Professor Li from Beijing: This architectural style... is definitely not modern! The mortise and tenon joints, the wood, the decorations—it's all ancient!]

[Heaven rewards diligence: I'll offer 1 billion! For the address of this building!]

Facing the shocked gazes of the crowd, Chen Hao remained unfazed and casually offered a universal excuse:

"Oh, this is the villa that the Queen Mother of the West left here."

"..."

The entire venue fell silent for three seconds.

Chen Siyao's lips twitched: "Brother, didn't the Queen Mother of the West only have that one palace? How come she has other residences?"

Chen Hao nodded calmly: "That's how rich people are."

Studio:

[Hahaha: Is this how all rich people are? Queen Mother of the West: Are you being polite?]

[Versailles Main Event: I give the Celestial Master full marks for his pretense!]

[Silicon tetrachloride: Queen Mother of the West: How come I didn't know I had a separate pavilion?]