557: Chapter 398 557: Chapter 398 Yan Weiwei pointed to one of the houses, a humble earth and tile home.
It wasn’t large but appeared to have several rooms, a kitchen, and a fairly spacious courtyard.
Along the wall of the large courtyard, there were melons and fruits planted, and a few chickens wandered within it.
It might have been lunchtime right now, as smoke billowed from the kitchen.
Upon seeing her home, Yan Weiwei paid no mind to Jiang Tang, Ye Tian, or anyone else standing on the arrows above; she wondered if they would come to visit her home.
Just longing to see her family soon, Jiang Tang understood his senior sister’s thoughts and opened the door of the Flying Artifact.
Yan Weiwei descended from the sky; with her current abilities, she didn’t need a Flying Artifact at all for such a short distance and could easily fly down on her own.
Occasionally, villagers glanced up and caught sight of the woman descending from the sky, sensing the presence of a Heavenly Immortal descending to the earth.
“An Immortal has come!”
The villagers saw her and knelt to pay their respects, not recognizing Yan Weiwei at all.
Some were returning from the fields to their homes, and as they walked along the road, they felt a breeze from above, glanced up, and dropped their farming tools to kneel where they stood.
Then, it wasn’t just one Immortal; they saw a colossal Flying Artifact they had never witnessed before, larger than the homes they lived in.
Many Immortals flew down from the huge, long airship, which then vanished from sight, leaving only these many Immortals descending through the air.
This Ordinary Area was not a place Immortals usually visited.
They would kneel in reverence when they saw one flying high overhead.
They only hoped the Immortals would bless them so they, as mortals, could live and work in peace.
Moreover, they hoped that the Immortals would not bring calamity upon them, for legends told of both good and evil ones.
In this village, people only heard of a girl from the Yan Family who possessed a Spiritual Root and whose mortal parents had sent her to the Immortal Sect.
In the mortal area, when children reached the age of fourteen or fifteen, they were sent for testing, and those who indeed possessed a Spiritual Root would be kept by the Immortal Sect.
Those who sent their children away resolved themselves to the possibility that they might never see them again.
It was a long journey to the sect, and there was a chance that the children might forget the way home.
Ordinary parents sent their children to such distant Immortal Sects hoping they would achieve great things as they grew up.
Out of a hundred children, there might not be even one with a Spiritual Root.
Some years ago, the Yan Family sent three children for testing at the Immortal Sect, and only their daughter was found to have a Spiritual Root and was taken in.
At this moment, seeing so many Immortals headed towards the Yan Family’s home,
people started to speculate whether the first Fairy they saw was indeed the Yan Family’s daughter returning.
“My sister…”
“My sister…”
Among them were two young men running, followed by two young women – their wives, who, curious to see their husbands hurrying home, also sprinted after them.
The village’s farmers didn’t bother to go home for their meals, nor did they care to wait for the food cooking at home, as they rushed to the Yan Family’s home to see what was happening.
Yan Weiwei flew directly from the sky into the courtyard and stood there, seeing her father making bamboo baskets on one side under a thatched roof and her mother cooking in the kitchen.
“Dad, Mom, I’m back!”
Yan Weiwei had aged a few years and her appearance had changed.
Her once malnourished face was now as delicate and beautiful as a flower.
If she hadn’t spoken, neither her mother, who would’ve just heard the voice from the kitchen, nor her father, who would’ve heard it while weaving baskets, would have recognized their daughter.
“Weiwei, it’s really Weiwei, our Weiwei has come back!”
The mother ran out of the kitchen with tears streaming down her face.
The father put down his basket-making tools altogether, disbelieving what his eyes saw as he approached.
“Dad, Mom, it’s really Weiwei who has come back.”
Tears were also flowing in Yan Weiwei’s beautiful eyes; she hadn’t seen her parents in years and now noticed their hair had turned quite white.
The house hadn’t changed much; that too made sense.
Years ago, to send their three siblings for testing at the Immortal Sect, they had borrowed money, and her parents and brothers must have been repaying that debt ever since.
Three people followed Yan Weiwei down from the sky, two men and a woman, while the others remained hovering in midair.
They knew that this small courtyard could not accommodate so many, and they did not want to trouble this ordinary farming family.
It certainly wouldn’t be proper to expect a meal during lunchtime from these people.
“Senior sister”
“Junior sister”
“Miss”
The two men and the woman arrived behind Yan Weiwei.
“Weiwei, are those all Immortals?
Do you know them all?”
Yan Weiwei’s parents could hardly believe their own eyes.
The figures in the sky, whose faces they couldn’t make out from a distance, turned out to be two handsome men and a beautiful woman when they stood behind their daughter.
As parents, they had previously found it hard to believe that their daughter could be so beautiful.
Even though her appearance and voice had changed, as parents, they recognized her at first glance.
They just couldn’t believe how much she had changed.
As the saying goes, “A girl transforms at eighteen.” She had become so beautiful; indeed, becoming an Immortal involved significant changes.
“Yes, they are all people I know,” Yan Weiwei introduced them to her parents, “My senior brother, junior brother, Cai Xiangxiang.”
“And those as well?”
“Yes, they are my junior brother’s subordinates.”
Yan Weiwei felt it was difficult to explain too much to her parents.
“Uncle, Auntie, greetings!”
Jiang Tang immediately produced numerous large and small gifts in his hands.
Ye Tian also suddenly had numerous large and small gifts in his hands, which, of course, contained practical items such as food and daily necessities.
This was his first time visiting his future in-laws, and he had not prepared anything in advance.
However, as a cultivator, his storage bag contained many fine things, including some splendid items recently gifted by the King and Empress.
These items were not needed by his family and belonged to him anyway.
So he had casually put them into his storage bag, thinking that they might be useful to gift to commoners or friends from the Ordinary Area when the opportunity arose.
Little did he know that they would come in handy now, upon meeting his future in-laws.
The King and Queen’s gifts were not limited to these items, of course; he certainly wouldn’t give away so many presents all at once.
The Yan family led such ordinary lives that they might not have a use for such exquisite items; he did not want them to lose the gifts to thieves after he and the others had left.
Yan Weiwei’s parents were stunned; they had seen these Immortals arrive empty-handed, and then suddenly, they were holding so many wrapped packages.
The surprise wasn’t the generous amount of gifts given to them, but the fact that their daughter, who had gone off to cultivate, had made such powerful friends.
Their daughter had become so strong and returned to them, which deeply touched and moved them to tears of joy.
“Sister,”
“Little sister,”
At the entrance of the courtyard, two men in their twenties followed in, calling out.
Seeing Yan Weiwei turn her head, if it weren’t seen with their very own eyes, they would never have dared to believe it.
They watched in disbelief as their ‘sister’ and ‘little sister’ had transformed into the likeness of a beautiful fairy.
Then they saw the two men and one woman inside the courtyard, who looked like Heavenly Immortals.
They had never seen such handsome men; their skin was even more perfect than their sister’s.
The other woman was also very beautiful; it turns out Immortals could become so exceptionally good-looking.
Yan Weiwei turned her head at the sound of their voices and saw her brothers had grown up.
Then two women ran into the courtyard, standing silently behind the two men.
In just a short time, the courtyard was surrounded by people.
Yan Weiwei recognized each of her relatives one by one, learning that her older and younger brothers were both married and already had children, who were sleeping inside the house.
Time had flown by; within five or six years, the new generation had become the old.
Children had turned into youths, and those youths into grown adults.
“Weiwei, haven’t you eaten yet?
Your mother just made your favorite dishes.
Please, come in with your guests and have a seat in the house,” her mother said.
Yan Weiwei glanced upwards at the figures in the sky, then at those beside her.
How could they host them with the house’s simple conditions?
“Mother, there’s no need; there are so many of us here!
We don’t have to eat at home; I just happened to be passing by and wanted to see you,” Yan Weiwei replied.
Yan Weiwei’s parents and family, who seldom saw her, how could they let her leave so soon?
As a mother seeing her daughter all grown up and, apparently, still unmarried.
Although as a daughter of Immortals she may not need to marry early.
But as a mother, seeing mortal women of her age already having many children.
Seeing that her daughter had such outstanding men by her side, she wanted to have a heartfelt talk with her daughter.