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Chapter 40: Homecoming
Ten years later, the world of Jiuzhou had changed dramatically.
Yang Prefecture, Qingshan Town.
Since Lin Feng's departure, he had not returned for over a decade. The Lind couple visited the village entrance every day, hoping that one day they might see Lin Feng come back.
They were just ordinary people, and now they were old.
"More than ten years have passed; I wonder how Feng'er is doing," Zhuo Wanting sighed, missing her son and worrying about his safety.
Lindor replied, "He should be fine; he will be back soon."
Zhuo Wanting said, "What if something has happened to Feng'er?"
"Don't say such things. Feng'er is blessed and has a long life; how could anything happen to him?"
"You're right; I shouldn't speak like that. Feng'er will definitely be fine."
The two looked toward the village entrance for a long time before finally turning to head home. The setting sun stretched their shadows, making them appear lonely.
As they reached their doorstep, Lindor caught a whiff of delicious food. He looked puzzled and said, "Why does it smell so good?"
"It seems to be coming from our house," Zhuo Wanting replied.
"Could it be that Feng'er has returned?"
"How could that be? It must be that the master sent someone to bring us some delicacies."
The two entered the room to find a table full of dishes. However, there was no one inside.
"That's strange. Who made all this food? Why is there not a single person around?" Lindor said.
"It's from the head of the family; they sent someone to deliver it," Zhuo Wanting replied.
Just as they took their seats, a series of knocks echoed from outside.
"Who is it? The door is open, come in," Lindor called out.
The knocking continued.
"Isn't it obvious? The door is open."
Lindor stood up and walked to the door. Upon seeing the three people outside, he was left speechless in shock.
"Hey, Lindor, who is it? Why don't you bring them in?" Zhuo Wanting's voice came from inside.
Lindor, filled with excitement, exclaimed, "Zhuo! You have to come see who has arrived!"
"Who is it? Did the head of the family come again?"
Zhuo Wanting stood up and walked to the door, where she saw Lin Feng and the others. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Zhuo Wanting choked back her words and rushed forward to embrace Lin Feng.
Lin Feng felt a surge of emotion but remained silent, saying hoarsely, "Mother, I'm back."
"Feng'er, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come back to see us? Do you know how worried your mother has been?" Zhuo Wanting cried out.
Lindor watched the two of them, silently shedding tears of joy in his heart.
"Uncle and Aunt, how have you been lately?" Lin Miaomiao smiled.
"Miaomiao, you’re back!" Zhuo Wanting exclaimed, taking Lin Miaomiao's hands and looking her over with delight. "You’ve become even more beautiful."
Lin Miaomiao smiled contentedly and said, "Aunt, you’re just flattering me."
Standing behind them, Wind Spirit stepped forward obediently. "Greetings, Uncle and Aunt," she said.
It was her first time meeting Lin Feng's parents, and Wind Spirit felt a bit nervous and apprehensive.
Zhuo Wanting looked at Wind Spirit and asked, "Who is this?"
Lin Feng took her hand and said, "She is my good friend."
"Feng'er, remember that boys and girls shouldn't be too close," Zhuo Wanting said as she pulled Lin Feng's hand away. She then held Lin Miaomiao's hand and added, "This hand shouldn’t be placed carelessly, understand?"
Lindor remarked, "Feng'er, the head of the family has treated us well. Miaomiao is a good girl. You mustn't let her down."
Seeing this scene, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help but giggle, while Lin Feng wore an awkward smile and Wind Spirit felt even more embarrassed.
"Let’s go home for dinner. This is a meal prepared by your daughter-in-law. Let’s see how it tastes," Lin Feng said with a smile.
"What? A meal made by my daughter-in-law? It must be delicious!"
The Lind family gathered around the dining table, enjoying a warm and harmonious meal together.
Just after finishing their meal, Lin Xiao rushed in at the sound of voices. Before even entering, he called out loudly, "Feng'er is back? Miaomiao is back too?"
"Daddy..."
Lin Miaomiao ran out of the house and leaped into Lin Xiao's embrace like a little girl. Lin Xiao held her close, stroking her head and saying, "You've grown up and become even more beautiful. You are my good daughter."
Lin Feng also stepped out and said, "Greetings, Head of the Family."
Lin Xiao helped Lin Feng to his feet and replied, "We are all family; there's no need for formality. Feng'er, why did you take so long to come back this time? You should have been thinking of me, but you should also be thinking of De He and Zhuo Wanting. They have been looking forward to your return every day for the past ten years."
Lin Feng felt a pang of guilt in his heart.
Lin Miaomiao playfully scolded, "Daddy, you can't blame Lin Feng. He entered a secret realm for cultivation and was in seclusion for twelve years before coming out. After he returned, the first thing he did was bring us back."
"I see. Feng'er, I misunderstood you," Lin Xiao said with a smile.
"Head of the Family, let's not stand around talking; let's go inside," Lindor suggested.
"Alright."
The group entered the house, with Lindor and Lin Xiao taking the seats of honor while the others sat on either side.
Lin Xiao asked, "How have you all been these past years? What Foundation are you at now? You didn't embarrass yourselves while you were away, did you?"
Lin Miaomiao stood beside Lin Xiao and said, "Daddy, guess what Foundation I'm at now?"
"Last time you came back, it was the Nurturing Origin Realm. Now, after more than ten years, with your talent, you must have reached Fate Realization by now," Lin Xiao said.
Lin Miaomiao shook her head. "No, guess again."
"Could it be the Initial Stage of Enlightenment? That can't be right; that's a remarkable level of Foundation," Lin Xiao replied.
Lin Miaomiao shook her head again and said, "Still wrong. Guess again."
"Master Realm? No way, that's the level of elders from major sects' Foundations. Those are cultivators who have reached Centennial strength," Lin Xiao said, shaking his head.
"Do you really think so little of your daughter? No, keep guessing," Lin Miaomiao urged.
"Still guessing higher? Master Realm? The Foundation to establish a sect? That's even less likely," Lin Xiao said, showing a look of surprise.
"No, no. Guess again. Father, can you be a bit bolder?" Lin Miaomiao encouraged.
"Guessing higher? Legendary Realm? Have you reached the Legendary Realm?" Lin Xiao asked, shocked and speechless. After a long pause, he continued, "That's impossible. I remember the Sovereign of Solitary Moon City is at that terrifying Foundation level. Did you really catch up to him after just over ten years? Miaomiao, are you teasing your father on purpose?"
"Oh dear, still wrong. Keep going up," Lin Miaomiao said.
"Going higher?" Lin Xiao suddenly stood up in disbelief. "Sage Realm?"
"Correct! But it's only the early stage of Sage Realm, False Saint Realm," Lin Miaomiao laughed.
Bang...
Lin Xiao was stunned into silence. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. He couldn't believe it. "Sage? Miaomiao, are you really a Sage now?"
Lin Xiao was merely in the Nurturing Origin Realm, yet today he found himself face to face with a Sage. Even though this Sage was his own daughter, he felt a sense of unease.
After a moment of contemplation, he shook his head and said, "Impossible. A Sage can only appear once every thousand years. Miaomiao, you have only been cultivating for over a decade; it’s impossible for you to become a Sage."
Lin Miaomiao replied, "Why would I lie to you? Then what about Lin Feng? What is his Foundation now?"
"Is he stronger or weaker than you?" Lin Xiao asked.
The Lind Couple, who were not well-versed in cultivation, chimed in, "How could Feng'er possibly compare to Miaomiao? He must be weaker."
"Feng'er is quite good," Lin Xiao smiled. In his heart, he believed that Lin Feng was indeed inferior to Miaomiao. He added, "If you truly are in the False Saint Realm, then Feng'er must be at least in the Legendary Realm."
Lin Miaomiao laughed and said, "You should look at Lin Feng; he has now reached the Great Sage Realm. He’s even more powerful than I am."
"What? The Great Sage?"
Lin Xiao was shocked; today had completely overturned his understanding. If it weren't for the familiarity and affection he felt for Lin Feng and Lin Miaomiao, he might have found it hard to bear. To him, a Sage was akin to a divine being.
"Miaomiao, you shouldn’t tease your uncle like this."
Lin Feng stood up and helped the stunned Lin Xiao sit down. "Uncle, no matter what Foundation he has, Lin Feng is still from Qingshan Town. There’s really no difference."
"Are you all telling the truth? You're not lying to me?" Lin Xiao still couldn't believe it.
Lin Miaomiao sighed and said, "Father, have I ever lied to you? You should know that over a decade ago, there was a Sage Battle between the realms."
"I know. That was when the Divine Ruins defended against evil forces," Lin Xiao nodded.
"We know that too. At that time, we were still banging on the copper basin at home, cheering loudly," Lindor said.
Lin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Actually, during that battle, both I and Lin Feng were there. Lin Feng is a disciple of the Divine Ruins, ranked fourth."
"What? Lin Feng is a disciple of the Market?" Lin Xiao was so shocked that his head spun, nearly unable to hold himself up.
"Miaomiao, stop. Uncle can't handle so much information all at once," Lin Feng interjected.
"Lin Feng, don't underestimate my father. Can he not handle this? Father, Lin Feng is indeed a disciple of the Market. The ones who fought against the Demon Sect and Ghost Sect during that battle were our senior brother. You must believe this."
"I..."
Lin Xiao had just opened his mouth when he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the ground.
Lin Feng quickly supported him and scolded, "Look what you've done!"
"It's fine, I'm here," Lin Miaomiao said with a smile as she waved her hand. Not only did Lindor regain consciousness, but his cultivation also instantly improved significantly. Even the Lind Couple appeared much younger, regaining their vitality.
Lin Xiao looked at the mysterious changes happening to him and finally believed what Lin Miaomiao had said. He sighed, "Ah, Lin Feng is actually a disciple of the Market. The Market..."
The Market was seen as a deity by ordinary people of the human race, supreme and unparalleled. The fact that Lin Feng had become a disciple of such a being was simply surreal.
"Feng'er is really a disciple of the Market?" Lin Xiao asked.
"Yes, yes, Father, you've already asked several times."
A family sat together, chatting and strolling through the current Qingshan Town.
"Is Feng'er really a disciple of Market?"
"Yes. Father, this is the three hundred sixty-seventh time you've asked me. If you ask again, I won't answer," Lin Miaomiao replied with annoyance.
"Alright, I won't ask anymore."
After wandering around Qingshan Town, they returned home.
"Is Feng'er really a disciple of Market?"
"Help! Who will save me? I truly regret this. Why did I have to do so much?" Lin Miaomiao lamented. (To be continued...)
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