“Whoosh!”
A long sword pierced the air, speeding out from Cloud Mist Mountain towards Ye Clan Immortal City.
Ye Qingxuan stood on the Flying Sword, his mind filled with thoughts!
Originally, he thought he would spend a long time in the Ye Family, but he didn't expect to leave so soon.
This was also good; becoming a Blessed Cultivator, backed by the Xuantian Sect, as long as his apparent Lifespan wasn't exhausted, he could steadily Cultivate and develop within the Xuantian Sect.
In the future, he wouldn't have to worry about living a life of hiding.
The Spiritual Qi concentration within the Di Xuan World was astonishing; even in places where mortals lived, the Spiritual Qi concentration was not low.
Nourished by Spiritual Qi, even mortals without Cultivation could reach a maximum Lifespan of 130 years.
Qi Refining Realm Cultivators could reach a maximum Lifespan of 180 years, and Foundation Establishment Cultivators could reach an astonishing maximum Lifespan of 360 years.
As long as he became a Blessed Cultivator in the Xuantian Sect and achieved a Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Realm, calculating his Blessed Cultivator Lifespan as ten times that of Cultivators in the same realm, his apparent maximum Lifespan would then reach 3600 years.
And as long as he developed his blessed land and achieved a Breakthrough to the Purple Mansion Realm before 3600 years, with the Purple Mansion Realm's maximum Lifespan of 800 years, his apparent Lifespan would reach a terrifying 8000 years.
Through such a cycle, as long as he made a Breakthrough before his apparent Lifespan was exhausted, he could continue Cultivating in the Xuantian Sect for a long time.
Once he successfully established himself in the Xuantian Sect, according to the characteristics of a Blessed Cultivator, without needing to show himself, he could slowly plan and steadily remain behind the scenes.
If all went smoothly, he might even become the most ancient Cultivator in the Xuantian Sect, and one with an extremely low sense of presence!
At that time, he would seek a method similar to a Clone or a Puppet, using a Clone or Puppet to travel the Di Xuan World while his true body remained hidden within the Xuantian Sect.
As long as the Xuantian Sect stood, he could endure until the end of time, until he stepped onto the Peak of this realm.
He refused to believe that in such a long period of time, he wouldn't be able to complete his Spiritual Root?
At that time, with the Twelve Element Spiritual Roots, what Bottleneck could hinder his progress?
Ye Qingxuan, he not only wanted to be the longest-living immortal, but also the most stable and smoothly Cultivating immortal.
Backed by the hegemon-level force of the Xuantian Sect, this was his advantage, and what he needed to do was to make good use of this advantage and grow smoothly.
This was also the true reason he made up his mind to become a Blessed Cultivator and thereby enter the Xuantian Sect.
“We're here, let's go down!”
Just as Ye Qingxuan was envisioning the future in his mind, Ye Yonglun had already brought him to Ye Clan Immortal City.
The two descended from the sky and arrived at Ye Qingxuan's doorstep.
“I'll come to pick you up in three days!”
“Clan Uncle, why don't you come to my house for a sit and try my mother's cooking?”
“No, Cultivators do not eat mortal food; these things will only hinder my Cultivation!”
After escorting Ye Qingxuan to his doorstep and refusing Ye Qingxuan's invitation, Ye Yonglun left directly.
After Ye Yonglun left, Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the familiar door in front of him.
Hesitating for a moment, he suddenly didn't dare to push open the door.
Choosing to become a Blessed Cultivator and go to the distant Xuantian Sect to Cultivate might be the best choice for him.
However, he alone felt sorry for the parents who gave birth to him and raised him in this life!
At this moment, he felt guilty for his selfishness and felt ashamed to face his parents.
Just as Ye Qingxuan was immersed in guilt and dared not push open the door, Mother Ye's murmuring voice suddenly came from inside the house:
“I wonder how Xuan'er is doing? Has he been bullied outside? Alas!”
As soon as her voice fell, Father Ye's voice followed closely:
“Child's mother, don't worry, Xuan'er has been mature and steady since he was a child; he will take good care of himself.”
“How can I not worry? I heard that the child from Aunt Ye's Family on East Street died when he left the Family to search for Cultivation resources.
If I had known, I shouldn't have let Xuan'er test his Spiritual Root back then; if anything happens to Xuan'er, I won't live, boo hoo hoo!”
Speaking of this, Mother Ye began to cry!
Seeing this, Father Ye quickly went forward and hugged Mother Ye, comforting her with heartache:
“Don't talk nonsense and scare yourself. Xuan'er has his own path to walk. This world, after all, belongs to those Cultivators.
Although we seem to live well, we can only be confined to the vicinity of this city and dare not go see the scenery outside.
It is his good fortune that our son can possess a Spiritual Root and have the opportunity to see the true world for us; we should support him.”
Hearing Father Ye's words, Mother Ye's emotions stabilized slightly, but her longing for her son became even stronger, and she whispered:
“I wonder when Xuan'er will have time to come back.”
Ye Qingxuan, standing outside the door, listened to his parents' every word filled with concern for him, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears. He couldn't help but push open the door and loudly said:
“Father, Mother, Xuan'er is back!”
After speaking, he ran over and hugged Father Ye and Mother Ye, who hadn't reacted yet.
Mother Ye then reacted, stretched out her trembling hand, stroked Ye Qingxuan's back, and after confirming it was real, she happily and excitedly said:
“Xuan'er, my Xuan'er is back, boo hoo hoo, it's good that Xuan'er is fine, you worried your mother to death!”
Father Ye didn't speak, he just held his wife and child tightly with both hands!
Holding his parents, Ye Qingxuan felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
He had lived two lives, and his psychological age far exceeded his body's age in this life.
But parental love knows no age; no matter how old he was, in front of his parents, he was just a child.
Twelve years of doting love were vivid in his mind; how could he easily give it up?
After a long time, the emotions of the three finally stabilized.
Mother Ye held Ye Qingxuan's hand, having endless things to say, asking about Ye Qingxuan's life over the past six months.
And Ye Qingxuan recounted his experiences from the past six months.
In the evening, Mother Ye cooked Ye Qingxuan's favorite braised pork.
During dinner, Ye Qingxuan's expression was complex; he tried to speak several times, but eating the braised pork made by his mother, he swallowed his words back.
Joyful times always passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, two days had passed.
Two days later, it was already late into the second night, and Ye Qingxuan still hadn't confessed his true intention for returning to Father Ye and Mother Ye.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't sleep. He came to the courtyard alone, stood with his hands behind his back, and stared blankly at the full, bright moon high in the sky!
His mind was filled with mixed emotions!
“Perhaps, I should spend a hundred years by my parents' side, accompanying them through their journey of life.”
His Lifespan was eternal; a mere hundred years was insignificant in his future life.
But for his parents, this was the long period of time they needed to complete in their entire lives!
“What? Can't sleep?”
Just as Ye Qingxuan was lost in thought, Father Ye's voice came from behind him.
Hearing the voice, Ye Qingxuan turned in surprise, looked at his father who was also walking towards him with his hands behind his back, and said:
“Father, why aren't you asleep yet?”
Father Ye didn't answer Ye Qingxuan's question. He walked to Ye Qingxuan's side, also looked at the bright moon in the sky, and asked in return:
“What, something on your mind?”
Ye Qingxuan let out a breath, as if letting go of something, shook his head, and chuckled softly:
“Nothing on my mind.”
After a pause, Ye Qingxuan continued to speak:
“Father, this time, I won't be leaving!”
