thing escaping. After searching through it just now, I didn't find any other sources of evil energy, only a small demon here."I was also a little nervous: 'Qiyun, he can travel through the blood he's...This is what era are we in, Jun shidi is a young man in his twenties, handsome and healthy.

My older sister has also become an adult, and the two of them are publicly recognized as a couple.

Even if there's nothing at home, when Senior Brother goes out, he would arrange for my sister to go with him.

It's said that it helps with daily chores and meals, essentially acting as an assistant. However, two young people going on a trip far away could encounter something unexpected, which is understandable.

My older brother is very important to our family. He's the successor to my father's legacy, of course we hope he can become my son-in-law so that the family property has someone to entrust it to.

At this point in time, my father comes out with the comment that he thinks the two of them aren't right for each other, starting to worry about their relationship problems. Isn't this a bit too late

"If you're concerned about them, why not ask them yourself" I suggested.

Dad shook his head. "No, no, this... If I get involved, it seems like I'm interfering, which isn't good, is it You should go ahead. You two sisters can talk privately and communicate better."

"...Yes."

Actually, I've never done any housework in our family.

With Brother Jun managing major affairs, Brother Qiu handling internal matters, and the senior sisters taking care of everything else, it seems like there's nothing in our household that requires my effort.

Since my father spoke up, I have to help find out more about it.

But didn't even his own father blow cold on the congee

I'm afraid to tell him that Ms. Xue is currently missing, I'm worried he'll get upset.

"Hmm What are you spacing out for" Dad looked at me.

"...That, how did you meet Ms. Xue Tell me your story." I carefully observed his expression.

"What Miss Xue That's your mother!" Dad stared at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"You child, even if she hasn't taken good care of you, she is still your mother. How can you address her like that" He raised his hand and gently slapped my head.

"Hmph, I don't know what your taste is like. Picking a wife with such poor taste..."

My dad feigned a blow at me, and I jumped out of the way.

"What are you jumping around for! Even when you're pregnant, you can't be careful!" He was so angry his beard puffed up and his eyes bulged: "Your husband doesn't take care of you—"

"Pfft, he wouldn't dare to be mean to me." I made a silly face.

In fact, whether it's the Wuwang Mountain City or my own little home, "mundane affairs" are nothing more than food, clothing, shelter, transportation, birth, aging, sickness, death, supporting the elderly and raising children.

“Therefore, there are many troubles and disturbances in the mortal realm.” Ji Dou Xingjun occupies my study with utter justification, not a shred of embarrassment.

He's a celestial being. Although he appears rebellious, his every move still carries the air of a celestial's nonchalance and arrogance.

“…Are you still having fun in the mortal realm, oblivious to everything else” I politely served tea to the Star God.

These immortals do not eat five grains, they only slightly sip a mouthful of tea as a courtesy.

Perhaps people like us tend to favor traditional and ancient things. For example, we drink tea without using glass cups, thermoses, or mugs... We don't enjoy elaborate kung fu tea like southerners do.

It was a teacup, respectfully brought on a tray.

Offering tea to the big shots.

The big shot was still lecturing me, saying, “You shouldn’t bother with those people. Let them fend for themselves, wouldn't that be easier Once they die, their souls return to the underworld and are reborn into another life cycle. It's so much simpler than all this fuss about food, shelter, and clothing, and worrying about their survival.”

... Sweat...

"As a celestial being, you have a long life and naturally don't have the concept of a short human lifespan. Humans cherish their lives dearly! Reincarnation and otherworldly concepts are unattainable and unknown. Only living in the present moment is truly living. Of course, one should strive to live as long as possible."

"…A long life and good fortune Hmph…" Ji Dou Xingjun was slightly taken aback, then let out a cold snort.

That tone is a bit off. I really want to gossip, but I'm not brave enough.

Mu Wanchen hadn't come back yet, and I was alone in the room, not knowing what to do. I had no choice but to go downstairs to "please" Lord Xingjun and get him to tell me more stories.

It's said to be a gesture of flattery, but it's really just a cup of tea.

That wispy smoke, with its faint fragrance, rested by his hand, and he could be seen to slightly relax his haughty brow.

Oh my, as expected of a celestial being, absorbing wind and dew.

"Those who live long and prosper are those old farts~ Even immortals come in ranks, low and high. Little fairies and wandering immortals toil day and night, cultivating their foundations and refining elixirs~ They're all afraid of heavenly calamities striking them."

"What exactly is the "tribulation of immortals" In our TV dramas, there are always all sorts of fabricated tribulations that people can't escape..." I whispered, asking for clarification.

He raised an eyebrow: "Demigods, demons and monsters are all beyond the 'Tao' of life and death. Calamities are another kind of 'Tao'... Heaven and earth are profound and yellow, the universe vast and chaotic, all boils down to the Tao of birth and destruction."

At this point, he cocked his head and glanced at me sideways, asking, "Do you understand"

Before I could answer, a chill spread from the side where the door panel was missing.

I initially thought it was a cold draft coming in, but then I realized something was wrong.

This kind of chill wasn't a physical sensation, but a sudden jolt from the marrow, making your scalp tingle and your nerves on edge.

Before I could react, Lord Jing Douxing crossed his legs and swivelled his computer chair around to face the door.

There is no moon in the sky, but those who come carry their own brilliance.

The phantom of the Lord Emperor gradually grew solid. He stood with his hands behind his back at the doorway, saying in a faint voice, "…Ji Du, you have no heart to appreciate the fairy flowers of Lángyuǎn, yet here you are discussing tea and philosophy with my disciples Such leisure and refinement"

The Deity Star Jun tilted his head, with an arrogant and disdainful expression on his face as he looked out the door.

What are you doing I didn't even dare to sit down. The distance between me and the Celestial Official Ji is so far, so I just stood there listening to him speak. Isn't this presumptuous and disrespectful

Come on, now

I'm a little nervous inside. This kind of contact can only be considered polite anywhere, and I didn't speak rudely or offend the celestial deities...

"Ji Dou leaned against his neck and lazily said, '… Your Majesty the Emperor should just take care of the Underworld. This Star Jun is not under your rule. What's it to you whether or not you have leisure time'

"

I quietly took two steps back, leaning against the bookshelf. The little junior sister had told me a lot about the relationship between Xingjun of Jiedu and Emperor Jun.

These two bigwigs better not spar in my little attic——

Here…

A gust of wind slammed against the door, and I heard the sound of it crashing to the ground with my eyes closed.

I peeked through my fingers, covering my face. "The Gate was wide open," The Emperor's dark hair swayed slightly. The great lord of the side plan, with a drawn sword and an arrogant expression.

"What, have certain things stirred up your memories, so you want to say a few more words to Yin Luo" The Emperor chuckled coldly, "Don't take things out on her."

Oh my oh my... Your Majesty, that statement packs quite a punch!

"Not taking it out on things What about you" Jie Du Xing Jun smirked provocatively.

The Emperor was too bored to bother with him, he faintly waved his sleeve and said: “….Yunan hasn't seen his master for many days, and misses him very much. If you are free and bored, go find him in the underworld to play.”

"Ugh, you want me to watch your kid again!"

The Lord Emperor let out a cold smile: "Oh Who insists on taking You Nan as a disciple, saying they will teach him to defeat me You took it upon yourself, now you clean up your own mess—"aid him flat on the ground. He really did look like he was asleep.No visible injuries, eyes closed.But her pupils were dilated, and her eyes were rolled back.“…He’s dead.” I said, frowning and lowerin...