Outside the Spiritual Root testing plaza, Father Ye and Mother Ye had been anxiously waiting for a long time.
Father Ye looked at his wife, who was pacing back and forth, and couldn't help but say helplessly,
"My dear, don't worry. What's the use of worrying? Spiritual Roots are predetermined; we can't control them. Besides, having a Spiritual Root isn't necessarily a good thing!"
Mother Ye, who had been extremely anxious, stopped immediately upon hearing Father Ye's words and glared at him fiercely.
Father Ye instinctively recoiled, startled.
Seeing this, Mother Ye snorted, her mood considerably lightened.
"Oh, our son is out."
Just then, Father Ye spotted Ye Qingxuan leaving the testing plaza and walking towards them.
Mother Ye quickly turned her head and, upon seeing Ye Qingxuan, rushed forward.
To Ye Qingxuan's bewildered surprise, she spun him around in place.
After checking him over and seeing that her son was fine, Mother Ye breathed a sigh of relief, completely at ease.
This action left Father Ye dumbfounded; he pursed his lips and muttered softly,
"Is it really necessary? It's just a Spiritual Root test, isn't it? It's not like we haven't been tested before. What could possibly go wrong?"
Ye Qingxuan was also amused and touched by his mother's nervousness, feeling a warm current surge through him.
Mother Ye heard Father Ye's muttering but ignored him, looking at her son and asking expectantly,
"Xuan'er, how was it? Do you have a Spiritual Root?"
Even Father Ye, who had been pretending not to care, pricked up his ears.
Facing his mother's question, Ye Qingxuan could no longer hide the smile on his face and said,
"Yes! Father, Mother, I have a Spiritual Root."
"Really?" Mother Ye asked, her face filled with pleasant surprise, unable to resist confirming again.
In response to his mother's second inquiry, Ye Qingxuan nodded heavily.
"That's wonderful, my son is amazing, hahahaha."
Upon receiving confirmation from her son, Mother Ye was almost moved to tears of joy, her heart swelling with pride.
Father Ye, standing nearby, also walked forward in pleasant surprise, looking at his beloved son and asking nervously,
"Xuan'er, what kind of Spiritual Root is it?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly, his expression composed, and said,
"Father, I have a single-element Low Grade Earth Spiritual Root."
Father Ye's body stiffened upon hearing this, then he patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder:
"An Earth Spiritual Root is also good. Spiritual Roots are one in a thousand; you're quite something, kid! Hahahaha."
Ye Qingxuan sensed his father's comfort and didn't speak, only a confident look appearing in his eyes.
"Come, let's go home."
Father Ye waved his hand and led Mother Ye and Ye Qingxuan away from the testing plaza.
Three days later, Father Ye saw Ye Qingxuan off at the doorstep.
Mother Ye, unable to bear the pain of separation, hid inside the house, secretly watching and silently weeping.
Before parting, Father Ye looked at his son, who had grown up, and said earnestly,
"Xuan'er, if things become impossible, then come home! Immortal Cultivation is just like that; it's not necessarily as comfortable as our lives."
Although he didn't have much worldly knowledge, he had heard many rumors, and it was said that Immortal Cultivators with low talent outside didn't fare very well.
Hearing his father's words, Ye Qingxuan nodded without speaking, but his eyes revealed a look of determination.
Seeing this, Father Ye sighed in his heart and continued,
"When you're out there alone, you must take good care of yourself. You should be cowardly—cough, you should still be cautious! Come back often to see your mother when you have time."
Ye Qingxuan gave his father a peculiar look and said,
"Father, don't worry! Your son values his life and won't act rashly. Cloud Mist Mountain is also close by, so I'll come back often to see you and Mother."
Father Ye noticed the strange look on Ye Qingxuan's face, lightly coughed, and waved his hand:
"Alright, go now! Be careful."
Ye Qingxuan respectfully bowed to Father Ye and towards the house, stating solemnly,
"Father, Mother, your son is leaving. Please take good care of yourselves."
After speaking, he suppressed the reluctance in his heart and turned to leave.
Although he had Transmigrated and experienced Rebirth, his parents had died young in his previous life, and his own personality was reclusive.
Having been in this world for twelve years, his parents had taken good care of him, allowing him to experience the long-lost parental affection.
How can a person be without feelings?
However, the Dao of Immortality was destined to be solitary.
As he walked further and further from home, Ye Qingxuan's pursuit of the Dao of Immortality became even more resolute.
Upon arriving at the hall where the Spiritual Root test was held last time, Ye Qingxuan did not see Ye Yonglun.
He only saw Ye Qingxiao, dressed in a white robe, who had already been waiting there.
As soon as Ye Qingxiao saw Ye Qingxuan, he excitedly waved his hand and shouted,
"Qingxuan, over here."
Hearing Ye Qingxiao's call, Ye Qingxuan smiled and walked towards him.
When he reached him, he asked curiously,
"Qingxiao, you're quite early! Where's Uncle Yonglun?"
Ye Qingxiao scratched his head and chuckled foolishly,
"I just arrived not long ago either; I haven't seen Uncle Yonglun."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao began chatting, slowly waiting for Ye Yonglun's arrival.
After conversing, he discovered that Ye Qingxiao's family background was similar to his own, except he had a younger sister who was five years his junior.
The two waited there for a short while, and then Ye Yonglun appeared, accompanied by a middle-aged male Cultivator.
This middle-aged Cultivator was the same Cultivator who had come with Ye Yonglun to test the Spiritual Roots previously.
Seeing the two, Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao bowed in unison and spoke:
"Greetings, Uncles."
Ye Yonglun still maintained a cold expression, only nodding slightly, as if he were naturally expressionless.
Seeing Ye Yonglun like this, the person next to him shook his head helplessly and said with a smile,
"You two don't need to be so formal. My name is Ye Yongqing. If you have any questions in the clan in the future, you can always ask me."
"Understood, Uncle!"
Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao nodded in response.
"Alright, it's getting late, let's depart!"
After Ye Yonglun finished speaking, he enveloped the few of them with his magical power, conjured his Flying Sword, enlarged it, and took them all flying high into the sky, heading towards Cloud Mist Mountain.
Experiencing high-altitude sword flight for the first time, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but show excitement on his face.
He stretched out his hand and touched the magical sword flowing with radiant light beneath his feet, feeling a cold Qi from it.
Ye Qingxiao, beside him, had already lost control of himself, starting to exclaim in surprise and loudly express his joy.
Influenced by him, Ye Qingxuan also unconsciously began to open his heart, looking at the beautiful immortal scenery that came into view below, and couldn't help but shout,
"Ah! I'm here."
The negative emotions that had unknowingly accumulated over the past twelve years were swept away, and Ye Qingxuan immediately felt much lighter in body and mind.
Unexpectedly arriving in a strange world, still carrying memories from his previous life, and carefully hiding his secrets for twelve years, how could there be no impact at all?
Ye Qingxuan also seemed to have realized his situation and changes, taking a deep breath of the clear Qi in the air, a frank and natural smile appearing on his face.
His body and mind were more relaxed than ever before!
Seeing Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao's expressions during their first sword flight, Ye Yongqing laughed heartily, making no effort to hide his amusement.
He saw his own shadow from back then in the two of them.
Even Ye Yonglun, who was seated at the front of the sword with his back to the three, showed a hint of a smile on his face.
The long sword streaked across the sky, leaving a long trail.
Along the way, more and more Flying Swords began to converge, all teams flying from Ye Clan Immortal City towards Cloud Mist Mountain.
Cloud Mist Mountain was not far from Ye Clan Immortal City; after about ten minutes of Flying Sword travel, they arrived at the Ye Family's true stronghold, Cloud Mist Mountain.
