The family was having dinner, happy and harmonious.
They had cooked the meal together. Jiang Ding and the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword chopped vegetables together, Lin Wanqiu took charge of the wok, and Jiang Yuan had nothing to do. After dinner, however, she would be responsible for washing the dishes and clearing the table.
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword was eating too.
She soaked in a bowl of water, bobbing up and down, adding a little salt, soy sauce, and such from time to time.
"Yuanwang reached the Nascent Soul Realm?"
"Not bad, not bad."
"Little Yun is a Nascent Soul Cultivator too? Should she be called True Lord Little Yun? Sigh, what a pity. She didn't reach the Nascent Soul Stage, or else we could still see her now..."
The family chatted, letting out a sigh now and then.
But they had gradually adapted as well. Matters of life and death were things everyone had to experience, and slowly forget.
"Dong dong... dong dong..."
"Hello, friends. Today is Wednesday, October 8th, year 15799, the ninth day of the eighth lunar month."
At that moment, the advertisements on television ended, and it was time for the evening news.
Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan could not help being drawn to the television.
The evening news, unbearably dull to modern citizens, was exceedingly novel to them.
"Today's top stories include:"
"Immortal Sect Regent Yuan inspected the Nine Spirit Realm of the Middle Thousand World, surveyed the border between the Immortal Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects, and met with representatives of the immortal sects, including True Venerable Dingding of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace and True Venerable Qingteng of the Azure Wood Immortal Sect."
"Yuan stressed that the friendship between the Immortal Sect and the Eight Great Immortal Sects was firm