Wang Xuan hurriedly left, just to avoid Xiaowei.

The starship’s speed is swift, and Dragon Mountain is only a few thousand miles away from the city. It took Wang Xuan ten minutes to reach home.

The north wind howled, with cold winter winds rustling through some evergreen plants, while most of the dried, yellowed leaves of grass and trees were swirling in the air.

With this weather, snow seems imminent, which is good news for Wang Xuan because fewer people will come to Dragon Mountain for sightseeing and to capture the beauty of exotic light under such conditions.

However, upon reaching Wang Family Village, Wang Xuan realized there was seemingly no place to park Starship Zero. Though it’s a private ship and relatively small,

this “small” is relative. It is actually thirty meters long and seven to eight meters wide, requiring a spacious area for parking.

Finally, he glanced at the red, stair-like land in front of his house, about four to five acres, and directly parked the starship there.

As soon as it landed, the originally somewhat soft soil instantly compressed, hardening almost like bricks. It will probably take quite a bit of effort to plow this land come next spring.

“Damn it, who parked their spaceship here?”

Father Wang cursed inwardly. His wife noticed it too and walked over with him; this wasn’t done with their consent, and they must ask the owner to park the ship elsewhere.

“Don’t be too harsh, we can’t afford to offend such people,” the Queen Mother advised her husband, aware of his temper, generally cheerful but quick to anger.

“Got it, got it,” Father Wang replied impatiently.

But at this moment, they saw a sturdy man, nearly two meters tall, emerge from within, dressed in grand clothes of exquisite quality, clearly very expensive at a glance.

What is elegance? Clothes worth hundreds of thousands, even millions, yet worn as daily attire, supported by one’s physique and aura; that’s elegance.

Next to the elephant-like robust man was a tall, shapely young lady with a height of 1.72 meters plus three to four centimeters of heel, looking like an international model.

Her face, along with maintenance and makeup, plus the aura cultivated since childhood, surpassed the youthful beauty of the Queen Mother by many notches.

Father Wang looked at the two people wearing sunglasses, murmuring to himself, wondering why this man looks like his son, and the young lady like Lin Cheng, whom he saw yesterday.

But seeing the starship behind them, and Wang Xuan being taller by twenty centimeters, he’s somewhat incredulous.

Wang Xuan took off his sunglasses and walked over with Lin Cheng, soft soil clinging to their shoes, yet no one cared.

“Dad, Mom, I’m back,” Wang Xuan said with a smile, showing a row of white teeth, appearing earnest.

“Hello Uncle, Auntie, I’m Lin Cheng, Xuan’s girlfriend,” Lin Cheng said politely with a bow.

Father Wang and the Queen Mother were overjoyed, smiles revealing wrinkles. The couple is now in their forties, yet their son’s career was unspoken, and there was no news of a girlfriend.

Suddenly, he brought back such a beautiful girlfriend without warning, how could they not be delighted?

“Lin Cheng, is it? I thought Wang Xuan was fooling me, but I didn’t expect such an achievement, finding such a nice girl.

Good! Good! Good!” Father Wang exclaimed, longing for his relatives to witness this, feeling pride.

“It’s good to be back, good to be back,” the Queen Mother thought gleefully.

Father Wang looked at Wang Xuan, nearly two meters tall, puzzled by how his son grew so tall within a year, especially at twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

“Getting this strong, very good,” Father Wang nodded with a smile.

Wang Xuan said, “Let’s talk inside; it’s all dirt here.”

Having not seen their son for a long time, accompanied by a prospective daughter-in-law, the hospitality akin to Federation leaders.

This warmth and treatment were unprecedented for Wang Xuan, as returning in the past might have seen him dragged into fieldwork.

After exchanging pleasantries, Father Wang and the Queen Mother incessantly inquired about Lin Cheng, increasingly satisfied and joyous.

Highly educated, graduated as a doctor at twenty-five or twenty-six, quite accomplished, with a fine demeanor.

Stable job; if nothing else, she could be a college professor—very impressive indeed.

Her figure and appearance outstanding, qualifying as a national beauty.

Upon further inquiry, however, they found the girl too remarkable: Bone Marrow Refining Realm, from a prestigious family, with parents running a family business, and she herself having such a fine temperament and disposition.

An ancient saying goes: when choosing a spouse, consider the family’s compatibility. The disparity between Wang Xuan and Lin Cheng’s family background was vast.

Father Wang couldn’t help but ask, “Young lady, you’re outstanding; why are you interested in my son? What’s so good about such a simpleton?”

The Queen Mother was displeased; this is her son; what’s wrong with him? She pinched her husband’s arm, telling him to mind his speech.

Wang Xuan was helpless; his parents’ expectations of him were never high, dictated by perspective. For his peers, an annual income of twenty to thirty thousand is considered good. If Wang Xuan can support himself, they’d be satisfied, living a simple life.

But he isn’t that mediocre.

“Xuan, he’s very capable,”

Lin Cheng felt embarrassed. When she fell for Wang Xuan, he was merely her junior with no special attributes. As they spent more time together, feelings deepened.

Of course, Wang Xuan now is quite impressive.

The couple knew Wang Xuan and Lin Cheng could stay at home for at least ten days, and they were even happier. This means their relationship is stable. Although discussing marriage is a bit early, it has been considered.

“Wang Xuan, come with me to fetch something.” The father indicated, the father and son had much to talk about.

Lin Cheng saw Queen Mother Wang start preparing dinner, and she eagerly offered to help.

“Auntie, I occasionally cook too and can lend a hand. Please don’t chase me away; I’d love to know more about Wang Xuan from you. Tell me, was he particularly naughty as a child?”

They laughed and chatted, and Queen Mother Wang was happy to talk to this girl, recounting some amusing stories of Wang Xuan’s childhood.

Lin Cheng frequently dealt with chemical materials and had dissected countless animals, so she had a high tolerance for the environment. Besides, the Wang Family was nice except for a bit of dust.

…

Father Wang glanced at the starship and asked Wang Xuan: “You came back in grand style, where did it come from? With this here, half an acre is wasted.”

“Honestly now, I’ll tell you this big guy is rented; if not, then it’s a gift.” Wang Xuan said.

“You’ve always spoken in riddles, seven out of ten words; the starship is most likely yours. But how did you become so capable?” Father Wang couldn’t understand.

Wang Xuan smiled: “I encountered an Immortal who helped me heal my bone fractures. Seeing my aptitude, he took me on as his apprentice.”

Although Father Wang was a formidable man, undefeated in the village with his fists, he was a bit bewildered.

After all, the concept of Immortals seemed too far-fetched to him.

He didn’t know what to say, only felt happiness in his heart: “That’s good, that’s good. After years of bad luck, fortune has finally turned.”

They sat chatting, gazing at Dragon Mountain behind them, vast and formidable, extending hundreds of miles. Anyway, few villagers ventured close without reason.

Wang Xuan chose to share good stories with his father, avoiding recounting thrilling encounters to prevent him from worrying.

Regarding joining the Mountain Gate, especially the Immortal Martial Mountain, one of Divine Land’s three Immortal Holy Lands, Wang Xuan planned to reveal it in a few days; avoiding overwhelming his healthy father with too much joy.

Father Wang was highly interested in Starship Zero, wanting to explore it earlier but suppressing his curiosity. Now knowing it belonged to Wang Xuan, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Men are naturally drawn to such exquisite, powerful, and luxurious machinery.

Wang Xuan granted him access, and middle-aged Father Wang reacted like a child encountering a beloved toy, thrilled to have the chance to handle it.

Starship Zero’s intelligence guided Father Wang in understanding the starship. Wang Xuan gazed toward Dragon Mountain, walking step by step into the hills. Some folks merely felt a gust of wind pass, unable to even see a shadow of Wang Xuan.

He strolled through the forest, leaping over treetops effortlessly, such perilous and high-difficulty actions appearing as leisurely strolls.

“Still the same, the serene and silent Dragon Mountain,” Wang Xuan sighed.

Regarding Dragon Mountain’s mysteries, no one in the village knew it better than him, as he once sought solutions here due to his physical ailments, hoping to unravel its secrets.

But even after thoroughly exploring Dragon Mountain, he had found nothing, encountering fierce beasts instead, honing his skills as a trained mountain hunter.

Of course, this skill mainly involved avoiding these beasts, concealing his presence, stealthily maneuvering through the mountains. Though he had slain over a dozen fierce beasts with a blade, almost turning into a wild-man within the mountains, causing people to think he had lost his mind.

Tourists, curious adventurers in the mountains, though Wang Xuan had seen several remains, all torn apart by fierce beasts.

Soon, Wang Xuan noticed several Human Immortal cultivators, scouring Dragon Mountain meticulously, probing underground with three-meter-long metallic rods, sweeping their Divine Thought thoroughly.

Wang Xuan watched them with interest while they remained unaware of his presence.

“Had enough watching?” Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow, turned to look behind him.

A young woman stepped out, donned in silver armor, graceful and poised like an Angel, not just in appearance but her flesh’s aura.

As though her body bore Angelic lineage.

“Caught by you,” the woman lightly chuckled, fiery red lips smiled seductively, enchanting, captivating.

“Yet your words make little sense, I should inquire instead, why do you eye us?” the woman retorted.

She shook a bell, causing distant figures to swiftly approach, surrounding Wang Xuan.

“Handsome guy, better clarify, if the answer displeases me, sister will be upset.”

“A Divine Gene Warrior?” Wang Xuan examined the woman intently, noticing her unusual body, genes differing from normal people.

As for those surrounding him, he spared only a quick glance, indifferent, as their strength posed no threat to him.

Here, the most perilous being was this woman, her aura holy yet her demeanor fiery and alluring, possessing Earth Immortal cultivation.

Despite appearing very dainty, she acted in a way that irked him, unnaturally.

“You’ve got a keen eye. Sister indeed hails from Divine Gene Group; your cultivation can’t rival sister, better wise up,” the woman chuckled.

Wang Xuan glanced at her without speaking.

He turned to a different direction, noting a several-hundred-meter-long spaceship arriving, stopping a kilometer away, figures descending and heading towards him.

The woman’s refined face showed displeasure, wondering why she kept encountering that woman, truly unlucky.

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