Spring passed and autumn came, and seven years quickly went by.
At Mystic Moon Mountain, in a vast courtyard, Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingcheng, and Sun Yuejiao sat in the stone pavilion. Sun Yuejiao's abdomen was swollen, and she was clearly pregnant.
A handsome red-robed boy and a tall, slender boy in blue robes chased each other around the courtyard. They were both cultivators.
The red-robed boy was extremely fast. He tapped the ground with his right foot, retreated, and appeared more than a dozen zhang away. The blue-robed boy flicked his right hand, and a streak of green light shot out, vanishing into the ground.
More than a dozen cyan vines suddenly drilled out of the ground and wrapped around the red-robed boy's legs. With a casual wave of his hand, the red-robed boy sent several Crimson Fireballs flying onto the cyan vines.
The cyan vines instantly turned to ash. Just then, a net woven from cyan vines descended from the sky and enveloped the red-robed boy.
"Hahaha, big brother, I caught you."
The blue-robed boy laughed heartily.
The red-robed boy waved both hands, sending several Crimson Fireballs flying out and burning the cyan net to ashes.
"I was careless this time. Again."
The red-robed boy spoke with some dissatisfaction.
"All right, Qiuyu, Qiupu, come over here!"
Wang Changsheng said with a smile, beckoning them over.
During his trip to the Mystic Wind Grotto, Wang Changsheng had obtained two Nine Leaf Golden Lotuses. He had used one and given the other to Wang Qingcheng, telling him to take it before consummating his marriage with Sun Yuejiao.
In the second year after their marriage, Sun Yuejiao gave birth to twins, Wang Qiuyu and Wang Qiupu.
Wang Qiuyu had a Wood-Fire Dual Spirit Root and cultivated the Sky Flame Sutra.