61 Grateful (2/2)

The love that defined his character would persist until the end of time. This was the air of a true Immortal, directly skipping the half-step Immortal realm which was a pseudo-stage for those without a firm foundation and future.

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Within a village tavern.

Since the time of Tian Changming's death, two nights had passed.

When the dreamworld disappeared like dew before the morning sun, Feng Hui continued smiling. In the tavern room with closed curtains, his mother and sister were sleeping on a bed with red sheets together.

In the Suxia World, the sun was still not up. Walking to the window, Feng Hui emanated the new mysterious energy. This caused the two figures to smile in their sleep; the feeling was pleasant.

This was from the energy source of the world. However, instead of the chaotic form, Feng Hui's energy was comforting like the love of a parent. As a true Immortal, the cosmos accepted his soul; his spiritual sense could encompass the entire Suxia World with ease.

Using the world's energy, Feng Hui condensed an incarnation that had identical features to himself. With a vital strand of Qi, he formed a connection with his incarnation.

This incarnation had the same aura as the original Feng Hui. Looking at himself, he stretched his arms. After a careful look, he nodded in approval, ”Good.”

”Mom. Sis.” Feng Hui studied their relaxed faces before vanishing like the wind.

Moments later, the two Feng Huis reappeared. Indeed, his private villa in the Dragon Continent remained untouched. The ownership was under a different name. Apart from Zhi Ruo, no one knew about it except him.

An unseen, gentle hand lifted the two sleeping figures to float beside Feng Hui. With a doting look, he brought his mother and sister along with him into the Eastern World, ”I need to sort out the remaining cultivators on Earth as well.”

Forming another incarnation, Feng Hui repeated the same process before heading off to different worlds, bringing his mother and sister with him.

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Dragon Continent.

Wuli Nation, Luouo City.

In an inauspicious location, a luxurious villa existed within a well-known forest. Emerging inside the villa, Feng Hui landed on the parlor floor. Due to the strong formations, outsiders could not enter.

The resplendent red chandelier showered down a beautiful light. When he had arrived to check up on the villa, he had restored his home to its previous state. Cleaning out all the waste, he wanted his mother and sister to be comfortable.

Outside the villa, there were gorgeous formal gardens and an inviting swimming pool. Feng Hui carried the two floating figures to his bedroom which stood on the opposite end to his paneled library.

Laying them atop his bed built out of the finest material, Feng Hui nodded, ”Sleep well.”

”Bro… catch that goldfish for me.” Behind him, a soft voice resounded. Hearing her sleep talk, Feng Hui smiled. Leaving behind an incarnation within the villa, he departed to a distant location.

In the villa, the beautiful black-haired girl continued to mumble, ”That's mine, Bro…”

Even in Feng Mei's dream, her elder brother relented to her begging. Giggling, a cute smile perked up on her face, ”You're the best, Bro. I want everything to remain like this forever.”