Otherworldly-Cultivator

In front of their eyes was an old house that was not very big but very neatly arranged, and there were two Fire Phoenix paintings on the walls on both sides of the entrance.

"This is really Wan'er type, and she always prefers to live alone in a place like this." Feng Xian'er said as she observed the house, and she then sighed softly. "It's been 500 years. Do you still remember me, Wan'er?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure Xuanyuan Wan'er will still remember you." However, Chen Li suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise as he listened to a woman humming a tune of an old song. "What a nostalgic tone! Isn't this the song you used to hum before, Xian'er? I haven't heard it in a long time."

"En." Feng Xian'er nodded to him. "Actually, it's a song with no title and no lyrics, and I have no idea where it came from, but it's been in my memories for a long time. Wan'er also hummed it back then whenever she fought against the enemy soldiers, but this voice is definitely not hers."

"Perhaps, that song came from your old memories as Empress Feng." Chen Li himself had no other answer than that.

"You may be right about that, Hubby. Even though I still can't remember my memories as her, that song has strangely stuck in my memories." Feng Xian'er then took her husband's hand and approached the house, and they saw a young girl with reddish-black hair sweeping the yard. Even though her face was just ordinary, they could see the serenity and peace in her expression, and her movements were agile.

Her brows are like a twin dagger, her nose is sharp but slender, and her small lips look smooth without lipstick. Her figure is not tall but not short either; her red dress wraps her body perfectly, showing her nice curve. Unfortunately, her twin peaks are small, almost like a washboard.

Chen Li then asked her. "Little Girl, is Miss Wan'er at home?"

The young girl was surprised to hear that and turned to them. "Who are you? Why are you looking for my mother? Anyway, I'm not a little girl, but you are a little guy!"

Chen Li was stunned for a moment after hearing that, for the girl's appearance was indeed that of a little girl; Feng Xian'er and Sun Xing'er burst out laughing at her retort.

"What is your name, Young Lady?" Feng Xian'er asked with a sweet smile, but she didn't expect that Xuanyuan Wan'er already had a daughter.

The young girl didn't answer her question directly and kept looking at Feng Xian'er seriously, but she thought it was not the first time she saw her face. "Have we met before? I felt familiar with your face but forgot where I saw you before. Anyway, my name is Xuanyuan Feng'er, Feng of the Phoenix."

Chen Li raised his eyebrows upon hearing the girl's name, but Feng Xian'er smiled. "Feng'er, you may have seen my face from the painting your mother kept."

"Ahh!" Xuanyuan Feng'er exclaimed as she clasped her hands. "Yes! I remember now! My mother did keep a painting of a woman, and your face is very similar to the woman in the painting!"

Feng Xian'er knew the painting meant a lot to Xuanyuan Wan'er, so she was sure she must have taken good care of it. "Of course, my face is very similar to that woman, for I am the woman in the painting."

"Huh?" Xuanyuan Feng'er looked at Feng Xian'er as her eyes blinked repeatedly. "No! That's impossible! You must be lying to me! My mother told me that woman has been missing for 500 years."

"Hmm?" Hearing that, Chen Li immediately checked her status.

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[Status]

Name: Xuanyuan Feng'er

Ages: 450/500

Cultivation:-

Race: Human

Bloodline: Fire Phoenix

Veins: Fire Profound Veins

Physique: Human Physique

Partner:

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'Eh? This girl is already so old!' Chen Li was amazed after he read Xuanyuan Feng'er's Status. 'No wonder she could stay young and live for so long; it turned out that she inherited the Xian'er bloodline given to Xuanyuan Wan'er back then.'

"You may find it hard to believe, but I really am the woman in the painting, Feng'er." After she said that, Feng Xian'er immediately took out the Phoenix God Sword, and Xuanyuan Feng'er's eyes widened in shock when she saw it.

"The...Phoenix...God...Sword...!" Xuanyuan Feng'er said in a trembling voice, but her expression showed that she was extremely excited after seeing that sword. "So... so you are my mother's Master, Feng Xian'er?"

"Yes." Feng Xian'er answered her with a nod as she stored her sword again. "Back then, I was running out of time and didn't have time to tell Little Wan'er about my condition. I really didn't expect that 500 years had passed, and she must have been waiting for me for that long."

"En." Xuanyuan Feng'er nodded vigorously. "My mother is always waiting for you and always looks longingly at your painting."

Feng Xian'er sighed heavily after she heard that. "So, is your mother home?"

"No." Xuanyuan Feng'er shook her head. "My mother is going to town to answer the call of those idiots, but she will probably be back soon."

Chen Li smiled strangely, hearing her say that, and he naturally knew the identities of the people Xuanyuan Feng'er called idiots. 'This girl looks innocent, but her mouth is sharp.'

Feng Xian'er nodded in understanding. "In that case, we will wait for Wan'er to return."

"En, you can wait for my mother to return, and she will be thrilled to see you again." Xuanyuan Feng'er then turned inside the house as she said. "Wait a minute; I'll make you some tea."

While waiting, Chen Li brought Feng Xian'er to the hillside beside the house, and Sun Xing'er, who was on Chen Li's head, said. "Brother, this place is really comfortable, and the air is more refreshing than the city where you live."

"Well? This place is very far from the city, so the air here isn't as polluted as in Beijing." Chen Li replied as he took a deep breath of air.

Feng Xian'er said to them. "However, the air in this place is still incomparable to that of the Tianyi Realm."

"Haha." Chen Li laughed at that. "Of course, this place cannot be compared with Tianyi Realm, especially since there is no Qi here."

"Hubby! If we move to another world, I want a house with an environment like this. Living in such a place would be very nice, especially if we have children later." Feng Xian'er said as she laid her head on her husband's shoulder.

"All right." Chen Li agreed with his wife. "When I break through to Soul Realm later, the first portal to go to another world will probably open, and I will first look at the situation in that world. If that world is that good, I'll find a location similar to this one, and I'll build a residence for all of us later."

After a while, Xuanyuan Feng'er approached them with two cups of tea and handed them to them.

Feng Xian'er smiled after she smelled the fragrance and sipped it before saying. "Apparently, Wan'er deliberately grew these tea leaves herself, huh?"

"Yes." Xuanyuan Feng'er then pointed toward the back of the house. "My mother really liked the smell and taste of this tea, so she decided to grow it there."

"I know; Wan'er has always liked this tea." Feng Xian'er answered as she nodded repeatedly, but she immediately looked into the distance and smiled at Xuanyuan Wan'er, who had just arrived.

Chen Li followed the direction of his wife's gaze and muttered. 'So she's Xuanyuan Wan'er, huh? Although she is not a cultivator yet, I can feel that she is much stronger than me, and I can also smell her bloodthirsty.'

*Bam*

Xuanyuan Wan'er instantly dropped her luggage, and her body trembled violently when she saw Feng Xian'er.

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Feng'er immediately ran to her mother, hugged Xuanyuan Wan'er's arm, and said excitedly. "Mom! Look at her! She is the woman in the painting!"

Xuanyuan Wan'er did not answer her daughter and walked over to Feng Xian'er, and her gaze was clearly only focused on her. After she arrived in front of them, she stretched out her hand and touched her face, and she asked in a trembling voice, even her tears had already trickled down. "Master, is this really you?"

"It's me, Wan'er." Feng Xian'er replied as she held Xuanyuan Wan'er's hand. "I'm sorry, I've disappeared without a word and kept you waiting for five hundred years."

Xuanyuan Wan'er suddenly knelt before Feng Xian'er, and she looked at her while sobbing. "Master, we finally meet again; I have missed you so much during these hundreds of years."

However, as Xuanyuan Wan'er was about to kowtow to her, Feng Xian'er instantly stopped her. She then lifted her up and hugged her tightly. "There's no need to kowtow to me. Right now, you're older than me, you know? You've lived for over five hundred years; I'm still twenty now."

Xuanyuan Wan'er shook her head, hugged Feng Xian'er back, and cried even louder. "Master... My hundreds of years of waiting were worth it; I'm glad to finally see you again. Although you are much younger than me, you will always be my Master."

Seeing her mother like that, Xuanyuan Feng'er also started to cry, but she was crying from happiness, for Xuanyuan Wan'er would not feel lonely anymore.

- To Be Continued -