The Taixu People's Dream Is Within Reach

While the food service industry can efficiently reach people, it's perhaps a little too efficient.

Maybe I should just give up on integrating into society and find a place to live as a hermit...

"Wow... this is truly a palace-like place."

In the restaurant corridor, Ma Yanqing let out an honest sigh.

"Aren't we in the palace? How many years has it been?"

"Five hundred years, come with me."

"Five hundred years..." Ma Yanqing stroked his chin. "Could it be that my senior sisters are still alive?"

"Yeah, what's up? You want to give it a try with your fifth senior sister?"

"No, no, no, Fifth Senior Sister is too wicked." Ma Yanqing shook his head hurriedly. "The longer I live, the more I realize that I can't possibly beat Fifth Senior Sister—to be honest, my Sword God power is probably less than one-tenth of Fifth Senior Sister's."

Only Ma Yanqing had the leisure to chat with Liu Bai; Lin Chaoyu and the Jiang Sisters were actually quite uneasy.

"Who are you calling a beast, little horse?" Cheng Lingshuang leaned against the door frame like a ghost, tilting her head slightly to look outside.

"... Ling Shuang? Who are you talking about?" Su Mei, Fu Hua, Qin Suyi, who were ordering food, were all taken aback.

"Fifth brother, and also senior sister, third senior sister and fourth senior sister, our Tai Xu Sword Sect is all here—come on, this way."

Cheng Lingshuang leaned out and waved to the people outside.

Although she still had a stern face, anyone could tell that Cheng Lingshuang was happy.

"The miracle that Grandmaster mentioned happened a little too fast, didn't it?" Although she was shocked, Qin Suyi was even more puzzled.

We hadn't even finished ordering the food when they came back?

"Hey! Master, long time no see!" Ma Yanqing strode in with a carefree attitude. "Um... wait a moment, are all of these people from our Tai Xu Sword Sect?"

Why don't I recognize half of them?

"Master has taken on another disciple? Or was it Second Senior Sister who took on a disciple?"

"They're all your martial uncles, please sit here," Su Mei said.

Fu Hua, on the other hand, was once again in shock.

Well, Fu Hua had never actually seen Ma Yanqing during her period of mental instability. Even after hearing Su Mei and the others say that Ma Yanqing had gone astray, she really couldn't imagine how much that porcelain doll-like little guy could have gone astray.

Looking at it now... it is a bit crooked, well, you could also say it's majestic.

Ma Yanqing

Young Ma Yanqing

"... Yanqing, you've gotten old too."

"...Master, my body is in the state of a thirty-year-old." Ma Yanqing's lips twitched.

Although he chose to part ways back then, after living for so long, Ma Yanqing realized in his later years that he had acted impulsively and was too impetuous in his youth.

How can a family be divided so easily...?

Fortunately, Ma Yanqing believed that her master would not mistreat her senior sisters, so she only regretted her own actions and not anything else.

"Thirty? No, people would believe it if I said fifty, right?" Danzhu tilted his head. "Ah, let me introduce myself. I am your uncle, Danzhu. You can also call me Nüwa —the Nüwa from mythology. This is my sister, Cangxuan. You can also call her Fuxi."

"..."

Upon hearing these two famous names, Ma Yanqing fell silent, while Danzhu secretly rejoiced—he had successfully shown off!

"This is Xiao Yun, you can call her Lao Tzu. This is Ji Lin, you can call her Huangdi. And she... oh, she is your junior sister, Cheng Lixue."

Danzhu particularly admired Ma Yanqing's shocked expression.

"So there's a junior sister here... huh?"

Ma Yanqing glanced at Cheng Lixue, who was pretending to be invisible, and then fell silent again, subconsciously glancing at his master.

This junior sister looks a bit like our master...

"Chaoyu, Wanru, Wanxi, come sit here." Liu Bai led the three of them to Fu Hua's side and asked them to sit down.

With Ma Yanqing and Danzhu warming up the atmosphere, the three of them gradually began to adapt to the environment.

These two are just pretending to be stupid now—although Danzhu is almost making Ma Yanqing really stupid.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so I guess I'm someone who has Lao Tzu god as a backer?" Ma Yanqing paused for a moment, revealing a smug expression, then pulled over a chair near the door. "Is this chair empty? I'll sit down. Senior sisters, you can sit too, there are no outsiders here."

(Speaking of which... why are they all women... and the grandmaster too, hmm... I knew it was like that?)

(I never thought I'd actually see my Lao Tzu and senior sisters get married one day... tsk tsk tsk, my grandmaster is going to suffer a lot—but it seems my grandmaster is quite strong now that he has a body; the force of that punch he threw earlier was no joke.)

"Lao Tzu here." Danzhu pointed at Xiao Yun —and then Xiao Yun hit him on the head with chopsticks.

The two of them worked together seamlessly, successfully preventing the atmosphere from becoming awkward.

"Master..." Lin Chaoyu sat down next to Fu Hua, mustering up the courage to say something.

"Don't say anything." Fu Hua took a deep breath. "Whatever it is, we can talk about it after dinner... Chao Yu, Wanru, Wanxi, what would you like to eat?"

Let's talk after we eat?

Most of the people present glanced at Fu Hua with a strange look.

After dinner... well, after dinner... it is indeed a "good place" for conversation.

However, Fu Hua really shouldn't have said those words.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder she's Elysia's good friend~"

Danzhu smiled at Fu Hua with a mocking expression—and then Xiao Yun tapped him with chopsticks.

However, it must be admitted that this method... seems to be something that Elysia's brain could come up with.

"Speaking of which, Little Ma, how have you been doing since we left?" Su Mei glanced at Ma Yanqing.

Su Mei was one of the few who could see that Ma Yanqing was pretending to be stupid. Not bad, not bad at all. In Su Mei's view, this level of cunning was necessary.

In addition, although Ma Yanqing has grown up to be unruly, he is still the youngest in terms of age, so Su Mei asked him a question out of old habit.

Su Mei's words immediately attracted the attention of the other five swordsmen and Fu Hua, and the others also showed expressions of listening intently.

"What else could I do? I just hung out with that bunch of cronies, beating up this guy today and that guy tomorrow. Anyway... well, in the end, I was called 'invincible in this world' by the people of the martial arts world. They were just short of giving me the title of True Immortal like my master."

Ma Yanqing leaned back in his chair with a carefree attitude, patted his chest, and started boasting.

"Let me tell you, all those so-called seven major sects and eight major schools are just pretty faces; they'll break at the slightest touch."

"You're quite proud of yourself, kid... See, senior sister, I told you this kid has fought more battles in just a few years since he came out of the mountain than Master has in thousands of years—if he's so good at fighting, how did Grandpa Ma get the scar on his face?" Cheng Lingshuang chuckled.

"Cough cough, you little bastard, you little bastard, you little bastard... Anyway, I won in the end." Ma Yanqing coughed twice. "Since my senior sister and master aren't here, I'm practically the Alliance Leader of the martial arts world."

"Senior brother, you're lucky you weren't wiped out by the entire martial arts world as a group," Qin Suyi complained.

"Well... later I realized that things couldn't continue like this, so I went back to Tai Xu Mountain." Ma Yanqing's eyes revealed a hint of deep thought. "The martial world... people's hearts... in the end, our Tai Xu Mountain is still the most peaceful place."

"Senior brother, you didn't really get ganged up on by the martial arts world, did you?"

"Ahem! What do you mean by group farming? I'm enjoying my retirement! By the way, I have to say, the longevity lock that my grandmaster gave me when I was a kid really works."

Ma Yanqing subconsciously touched his pocket.

"Tsk, it should be left in the grave. Anyway, I lived to the point where I can't even remember my age anymore, 120? Or 130? Later, I felt that my time was coming, so I buried myself. When I woke up again, I could see my grandmaster and senior sister... I'm starting to doubt if I'm dreaming."

"Don't worry, little horse, it's not a dream."

"Yes, that's what I hope for too... What about you senior sisters all these years?"

"Us? Well, that's a long story..."

Chapter 603 The Dream of the Taixu People is Within Reach

"Ah... these days are truly luxurious. Meat is plentiful, but they won't let us drink alcohol." Ma Yanqing sat on the steps outside the restaurant, casually picking his teeth and tilting his head slightly. "Grandmaster, you're out too?"

"Pack up, it's time to go back." Liu Bai glanced at the sky; their group had been eating from noon until dusk.

But that's what creates the atmosphere of a banquet.

"Go back? No rush, right?" Ma Yanqing cracked her neck. "I've eaten so much, I want to go out for a walk to digest."

"There's no place here for you to fight."

"... Do I look like someone who likes to fight that much?"

"Yes." Liu Bai answered without the slightest hesitation. If he hadn't seen Ma Yanqing when he was a child, with this guy's physique and the two hideous scars on his face, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a war demon.

"Grandmaster, why are you judging people by their appearance... I just wanted to wander around. After all, I'm not like Second Senior Sister and the others, who have long since adapted to this era."

"Hmm... okay, here, take this." Liu Bai tossed a card to Ma Yanqing.

"What is this thing?"

"Something that can be used as money." Otto got him the card, but Liu Bai really didn't have anywhere to spend it—or rather, as long as there were people around Liu Bai, he wouldn't have to pay.

"Huh? Something like a banknote?" Ma Yanqing looked puzzled.

He was there precisely when even dogs didn't want the Ming Dynasty's precious paper money.

"It's much more reliable than that. When you pay, you just need to take out this card and swipe it—remember to take it back after you're done, and paper money is very common these days."

Liu Bai felt he should teach Ma Yanqing some common sense.

"By the way, can you understand English?"

"Yes, yes, I've had some contact with them before, so daily communication is no problem. If all else fails, we can use gestures."

"... That's true."

Liu Bai thought about it and agreed that it made sense. Moreover, Ma Yanqing was strong enough, and Liu Bai might even have to worry about whether the kid would go out and bully others... As for daring to fool Ma Yanqing, that was indeed quite deserving of a beating.

Britain is, after all, on its own territory, and since it has the moral high ground, it can fight as it pleases.

"Oh, right, Grandmaster, there's one more thing."

After fiddling with the small card in his hand for a while, Ma Yanqing put it in his pocket, his old face showing a hint of unease.

"Um... should I call my senior and junior sisters' children 'uncle' or 'nephew'? And Susang Su Chang's child...?"

Ma Yanqing also realized that the generational gap in her family seemed to be quite serious.

"... You've thought things through pretty far, haven't you?"

Liu Bai raised his leg and kicked Ma Yanqing to the ground.

"Ahem, isn't this what we were planning ahead for?"

"Call me whatever you want, get lost."

"Alright." Ma Yanqing got up from the ground, looking disheveled. "I'll just call my senior and junior sisters 'Grandmaster Mother' for now..."

"... Master, what is this?"

Back at the Imperial Research Institute, Lin Chaoyu looked at the large room in front of her with a strange expression.

This room is way too big!

And this bed... can fit five people? Or six? Or seven?

Something feels off...

"Chaoyu, what are you standing there for?" Fu Hua glanced at Lin Chaoyu.

"Um... Shall I go clean the room now?"

Lin Chaoyu answered subconsciously.

To be honest, Lin Chaoyu really didn't know what he should do now.

"No, come here and help your master take off his clothes."

"Hey hey hey? Um... is Grandmaster still here?" Lin Chaoyu glanced at Liu Bai, who was currently pulling at Li Sushang who was hanging on him.

Ghosts used to avoid talking about it, but now that our grandmaster is a real, strong man, he's just being so direct?

"It's because your grandmaster is still alive."