Chapter 194: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman.60

It had been over a decade since that Dao Companion Ceremony, yet it remained the hottest topic of conversation among cultivators over tea and meals.

After all, the sheer spectacle of that event had left an unforgettable impression.

It was likely that in the future of the Cultivation World, there would never be another ceremony as grand as that one.

Those who had attended still felt a sense of pride and privilege.

More than ten years later, on an ordinary day—

Thanks to Shen Xiuyan’s vast collection of medicinal pill recipes and secret techniques, the few cultivators on Biluo Peak had all undergone a qualitative leap in strength.

Their current power was something they had once only dreamed of, heights they had believed impossible to reach in this lifetime.

Yet now, it had come so easily.

In the courtyard of Heaven-Reaching Peak, Su Mingyue stood in a pink embroidered dress, a warm smile on her face as she gazed into the distance.

“Yiyang, stop fooling around. It’s time we paid a visit to your Ancestral Master.”

“Coming, Mom!”

Shen Yiyang, who had been rolling around on the grass, suddenly sat up. His round eyes and refined features made it obvious at a glance—he was the child of Shen Xiuyan and Su Mingyue.

At that moment, Shen Xiuyan also stepped out. “Mingyue, Yiyang’s ready.”

With that, he took their hands—one on each side—and led them into the Ancient Secret Realm.

When Immortal Lord Xian Yue saw the three of them, he broke into a wide grin. “Come here, Yiyang, let Ancestral Master see if you’ve gained any weight lately.”

“Ancestral Master, I missed you so much! I haven’t gained a single bit!”

Like a little firecracker, Shen Yiyang launched himself into Xian Yue’s arms.

“Oh, what a good boy.” Xian Yue’s heart practically melted. He turned and glared at Shen Xiuyan. “What kind of parenting is this? It’s been nearly half a year and he hasn’t gained even a pound. Are you starving him at home?”

Shen Xiuyan: “……”

Ever since Shen Yiyang was born, Shen Xiuyan’s status had undoubtedly taken a hit.

The master who once doted on him above all else had now shifted his affections entirely to Yiyang.

But then again, Shen Xiuyan’s son was truly lovable—well-behaved and charming. Who wouldn’t like him?

Thinking of this, Shen Xiuyan couldn’t help but feel a little smug.

Still, pride aside, he wasn’t about to let this chance to compete for affection slip by.

He turned to Su Mingyue and whined, “Mingyue, look at Master…”

Su Mingyue chuckled at the increasingly childish man before her and reached out to ruffle his hair comfortingly.

“Be good. Why are you jealous of your own kid?”

“If you don’t want me to be jealous, fine—just say I’m your favorite.”

Su Mingyue poked his chest and replied half-heartedly, “Alright, alright, you’re my favorite. Happy now?”

She couldn’t help but laugh inwardly. After all these years, Shen Xiuyan’s words had come true.

The way they got along back then was exactly the same as now.

Even with a child already grown, their dynamic hadn’t changed one bit.

Xian Yue rolled his eyes from the side, clearly unimpressed.

All these years, and they still weren’t tired of each other?

He remembered the first time he saw his disciple act so clingy—he had been genuinely happy that Shen Xiuyan had finally developed emotions.

But now…

He just wanted to gouge out his own eyes and pretend he hadn’t seen any of it.

Meanwhile, Shen Yiyang lay on Xian Yue’s arm, blinking his big sparkling eyes, watching the scene with great interest.

His parents’ relationship was so warm and affectionate—it made him feel all fuzzy inside.

Yiyang liked it.

Thinking of how his little friends in the sect all envied his parents’ unwavering love over the years, Shen Yiyang felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

He tugged lightly on Xian Yue’s sleeve. “Ancestral Master, let’s go play in the backyard. Let’s not disturb Dad and Mom.”

Xian Yue tapped his nose. “Aiyo, alright, alright. I really don’t know what kind of blessings your parents accumulated in their past lives to end up with such a good kid like you.”

“Hehehe.” Shen Yiyang beamed with a silly grin at the praise.

Even while being all lovey-dovey with Su Mingyue, Shen Xiuyan never stopped keeping an eye on his son.

Hearing that, he called out loudly, “Of course! Just look at who his parents are! I’ve never seen a better-behaved child than Yiyang!”

Shen Yiyang’s face turned bright red from the compliment, and he quickly buried himself in Xian Yue’s arms.

Though his face was hidden, the three adults could all sense that his eyes had curved into happy crescents.

Su Mingyue laughed. “You really know how to flatter. Even Yiyang’s wrapped around your finger.”

Shen Xiuyan shrugged. “Just speaking the truth. Our boy is the best.”

“Right, right, everything you say is right.”

A child raised in love grows up differently. His life was full of joy and beauty.

Born a favored child of the heavens, Shen Yiyang grew up carefree and content.

In the blink of an eye, he had become a hundred-year-old “big boy.”

When Shen Yiyang decided to venture out for training, Shen Xiuyan didn’t hesitate to leave him all his best treasures.

Naturally, Yiyang’s journey was filled with wonder and adventure, and he left behind countless legendary tales.

A rising star was born.

The Immortal Realm eventually crumbled. Cultivation no longer guaranteed eternal life. Because Shen Xiuyan and Su Mingyue shared their lifespans, one day, three thousand years later, they both sensed the end approaching.

After settling all their affairs, the two of them returned to the back mountain of Heaven-Reaching Peak, where their shared tomb had long been prepared.

Shen Yiyang didn’t grieve over it.

He knew he too would one day die. And somehow, he had a feeling that it wouldn’t be long before he saw his parents again.

The news of Shen Xiuyan’s passing soon swept across the entire Cultivation World.

On the surface, everyone mourned. But deep down, many were secretly thrilled—surely now, the sect rankings that had remained unchanged for centuries would finally shift.

But they quickly realized that such a thing was impossible.

The son of the Great Demon King was also a Great Demon King. And what’s more, Shen Xiuyan had passed down every last bit of his legacy to his son.

Not a single scrap was left for outsiders.

Naturally, Shen Yiyang’s presence was no different from Shen Xiuyan’s back in the day…

They had no choice but to continue living under the shadow of Wu Nian Sect, accepting Shen Yiyang’s rule.

No one could understand how Wu Nian Sect had such heaven-defying luck—just the father and son alone had secured the sect’s dominance in the Cultivation World for thousands of years.

The new Sect Leader of Wu Nian Sect was some many-generations-removed disciple of Sect Master Xia.

At this moment, he was stroking his beard with a beaming smile, looking exactly like Sect Master Xia back in the day.

Hmph, trying to go up against our Wu Nian Sect?

Keep dreaming!

Bet you didn’t see that coming—one Ancestral Master leaves, and another one shows up.

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