Chapter 2323: A Family After Many Years

Jiang Ding's words plunged Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan into a state of utter turmoil.

Did we succeed in entering suspended animation?

Like in sci-fi novels, have we lived to see tens of thousands of years into the future?

Have we become ancient people?!

Lin Wanqiu stared blankly.

"Oh yeah!"

"My Yuan Yuan really is a natural-born master of lying flat!"

"Back then I already said, even if I do nothing at all, I can still become a high-level cultivator, just loafing around and waiting to die could make me invincible in the world! Who disagrees?"

Jiang Yuan shouted excitedly, almost jumping up.

"By the way, big brother, can I casually become a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"As your sister, I shouldn't just be stuck at Golden Core, right?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Ding with bright, sparkling eyes.

In her impression, her older brother was a Soul Transformation cultivator, a very powerful one, and now he might have even become a Void Refinement cultivator or stronger.

As the sister of a Void Refinement cultivator, not being able to lie flat even at Nascent Soul—does that make sense? It doesn't!

Nascent Soul?

The surrounding Yu Yu Yu Xianmen Xiu Shi were momentarily stunned.

This really is a memory from long ago; I need to search in my sea of consciousness for a moment to find the associated memory.

"Don't worry."

"It should be fine."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly, no longer pushing them like before: "Let's go home first. If you have any questions, you can ask the Central Array Spirit Computer, or go online… though it seems you two need to update your divine sense network permits, household registration, and permissions, and re-register."

"The past has been a while."

"Mom, anyway, let's go home first."

Jiang Ding stepped forward, took one hand each, pulled them up, and dragged them toward home.

"Mm!"

Jiang Yuan and Lin Wanqiu nodded firmly.

However, upon seeing the two extremely beautiful, ethereal fairy maidens standing beside Jiang Ding, both girls were slightly dazed.

This was the second time female cultivators had appeared beside Jiang Ding.

Last time it seemed to be two girls named Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan; this time it's two different people, and they look very close at a glance.

Instinctively, out of some innate feeling, Lin Wanqiu looked toward Fusang, patted her son's head, and said dissatisfied: "Dingding, introduce that young lady."

So impolite.

"Alright, I was just about to introduce you, Mom."

"This is Fusang."

Jiang Ding pulled the nervous Fusang close and said casually: "She is my wife."

Wife?

Wife!!!

Fusang's little face instantly turned red and flustered, dazed and confused, stammering: "Mother… Empress… no, ah… Auntie, I I I… I… am Fusang…"

She extremely rarely spoke with such stammering.

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan's eyes instantly lit up, their gazes toward Fusang turning gentle.

Heaven pities the pitiful!

From their memories, Jiang Ding had always been single, never had a clear girlfriend, let alone suddenly appeared with such a beautiful, noble girl—one glance and you could tell her background was extraordinary.

"Hello."

"Don't be nervous."

Lin Wanqiu took Fusang's hand and said gently.

"Sister-in-law, hello!"

Jiang Yuan greeted sweetly.

"And this young lady?"

Lin Wanqiu then looked toward the other girl, slightly shorter, even shorter than Jiang Yuan, but very cute, like a minor.

This made her a bit worried and also a bit guilty.

Although it's said that among high-level cultivators, those with chaotic private lives exist, and as long as it's consensual and legal, no one can really say anything—polygamy isn't unheard of… but in her view as a mother, it's ultimately somewhat awkward.

"This is Gong Caiyu."

"Mom, little sister, my head maid."

Jiang Ding introduced: "Jiang Yuan, Gong Caiyu should be your age, or maybe one year older. While you were loafing through middle school, she was already outstanding."

"Remember to learn more from your peers."

Gong Caiyu is a few years younger than Jiang Ding; she met him when he was in Gao San.

"Head maid?!!"

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan were stunned.

They recognized these three characters, understood them, but had no idea what they meant.

"Auntie, hello."

"Jiang Yuan, hello."

Gong Caiyu bowed: "I am the head maid of the Young Master; if there are any reasonable and lawful needs in the future, please command me."

"Ah..."

"This... hello..."

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan were somewhat unaccustomed; they seemed to realize that this fairy appeared not to be a citizen of the immortal sect, and doubts arose one after another in their hearts.

"Going home."

Jiang Ding smiled, pulling the two of them away together.

One step, a flash before the eyes, the vast immortal sect secret realm turned into the familiar home, and everything before them became the trivialities of life in past years.

Jiang Yuan and Lin Wanqiu suddenly relaxed.

"Mom, sister, are you hungry?"

"What would you like to eat?"

Jiang Ding asked the two of them; their tastes remained unchanged, still those few dishes.

Clang!

A sword cry burst forth.

The Taiching flying sword left its sheath, rushing toward the distance.

Gong Caiyu and Fusang felt an instinctive jolt in their hearts, almost instantly entering a combat state.

But the next moment, they became dazed and stunned.

The Taiching flying sword, this peerless immortal sword that had slaughtered hundreds of millions, busily shuttled between the vegetable market and the kitchen, buying vegetables, washing vegetables, washing dishes and pots, stir-frying... never ceasing in its busyness.

Soon, a wave of vegetable fragrance came, causing people to unconsciously swallow their saliva.

Needless to say, this must be the pinnacle of culinary art in the mortal world, the peak of flavor!

A human emperor personally cooking—what an absurd tale of the Arabian Nights!

Even more fantastical, that terrifying flying sword, that lethal weapon destined to be inscribed in the Heavenly Dao of the Boundless Starry Sky, at this moment simply became a virtuous homemaker, bustling about at home, laying tablecloths, cooking fragrant and delicious meals, appearing utterly practiced.

It's as if seeing a ghost!!!

Speaking of it would make no one believe.

Compared to the shock of Fusang and Gong Caiyu, Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan were rather ordinary, appearing as if long accustomed.

The two had not returned home for a long time; each went back to their own room, finding everything still the same as when they left, even the placement of clothes and shoes identical, as if these many years of slumber were merely an afternoon stroll down the street.

This allowed their hearts to gradually relax, beginning to adapt to the new life.

After a while of busyness, the Taiching flying sword served the dishes on the table, then transformed into a blue potted plant placed on the table, a virtuous appearance waiting to clean up after the meal.

After many years apart, the family ate together again.

"Mom, sister, what are your plans from now on?"

"Is there anything you want to do?"

Jiang Ding, while eating, asked: "From now on, time shouldn't be this busy; cultivation doesn't require too much attention, you can do what you want, just be happy."

"Let's see; I still don't know what the future will be like..."

Lin Wanqiu felt somewhat lost.

Jiang Yuan was somewhat absent-minded.

While eating, she found her phone, and via the Central Array Spirit Computer network began querying the immortal sect history after her slumber.

Great War...

Tai Shang Great Sun Sword Immortal Maiden...

Human Emperor...

Fusang Empress...

Over three million years later...

One after another, key words appeared, all earth-shattering history.

Pop!

Jiang Yuan's body stiffened.

Her phone, unbeknownst when it fell to the ground, she stared with an incredulous gaze at the blue-clad youth before her, continuously picking up rice with chopsticks, appearing gentle and kind.

"Ah!!!!!!"

"Mom!!!!!!!!!!"

Jiang Yuan screamed: "Jiang Ding has turned into an old monster!"

(End of Chapter)