Homecoming Banquet, the Parents' Life

The ordinary students at the Martial Soul Academy had no idea where Xia Yang's home was.

The only person who might know the truth—the academy's dean of students, Xuan Jing —is someone that Yu Luosha, a Soul Saint, can't afford to offend.

Left with no other choice, Yu Luosha had to stay temporarily in Spirit City.

"What bad luck, I made a wasted trip."

In her hotel room, Yu Luosha secretly lamented, "I hope Xia Yang won't stay home for too long, otherwise I don't know how long I'll have to wait."

On the other side, Chrysanthemum Douluo led Xia Yang at breakneck speed.

They set off at dawn and arrived at Precious Sword City by evening.

Upon arriving at his destination, Chrysanthemum Douluo did not delay and landed directly in the local Martial Soul Branch Hall.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

When the Soul Master of the branch hall saw Chrysanthemum Douluo, they immediately bowed and paid their respects.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand casually.

Everyone respectfully withdrew and went about their own business.

"Young Yang, now that I've brought you here, I should go take care of other things."

"Chrysanthemum Douluo said."

"Teacher, you've been flying all day, aren't you going to take a break?"

Xia Yang asked with concern.

"No need, you should take better care of yourself."

After saying that, Chrysanthemum Douluo turned and left.

At this moment, the bishop and others from the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Precious Sword City heard that Chrysanthemum Douluo had arrived and rushed over, just in time to see Xia Yang saying goodbye to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

They dared not disturb Chrysanthemum Douluo and could only wait respectfully to the side.

"Yang'er?"

A familiar voice suddenly reached Xia Yang's ears.

Xia Yang turned his head and saw that it was his mother, Huo Yang.

"Mom!"

Xia Yang shouted excitedly.

Huo Yang quickly stepped forward and embraced his son tightly.

"Fire Archbishop! Fire Archbishop!"

A bishop dressed in red walked up to the two of them and greeted them.

Huo Yang quickly released his son and introduced him, "Bishop Luo Wen, this is my son, Xia Yang, who has been studying at the Martial Soul Academy."

The old man scrutinized Xia Yang carefully and asked, "You are Xia Yang? Just now you addressed Chrysanthemum Douluo as 'teacher'?"

"Bishop Luo Wen, I did study under Chrysanthemum Douluo at the Martial Soul Academy, but I mainly sought his knowledge about herbs, not from him as a cultivation mentor."

Xia Yang quickly explained.

He could have used this opportunity to raise his own value, but after thinking it over, he decided to tell the truth instead.

If they anger Chrysanthemum Douluo, it might damage their master-disciple relationship.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's all the same, it's all the same."

Bishop Luo Wen laughed heartily and said, "Bishop Fire, now that your son is back, you should go home and have a good reunion."

"The affairs within the palace can be handled by others for the time being."

"Thank you, Bishop Luo Wen."

Huo Yang thanked him happily.

After finishing his business, Huo Yang took his son and left the Martial Soul Branch Hall, returning to the residence they had purchased in Precious Sword City.

This was Xia Yang's first time staying at this mansion.

He was on his way to the Martial Soul Academy when he bought the property.

"Young Master, you're back."

The family's old housekeeper Liu Feng, happily came forward to greet them.

"Uncle Liu, where is my father?"

As Xia Yang looked around the courtyard, he asked his father, Xia Shi, about his whereabouts.

"Your father will be back tonight."

"Yang'er, rest for a while. I'll go to a restaurant in the city and book a table for a banquet."

Huo Yang continued, and then Huo Yang turned to leave.

Soon, only Xia Yang and the old steward remained in the courtyard.

"Uncle Liu, how have my parents been these past few years?"

Xia Yang sat under the persimmon tree in the garden and asked with concern.

Liu Feng poured hot tea for Xia Yang and placed it on the stone table beside him. Then, he began to speak slowly and deliberately, "Young Master, the Head of the Family and his wife have both made good progress in recent years."

"My cultivation is progressing steadily, and everything else is going smoothly as well."

"Madam is now the Vice Bishop of the Precious Sword City Martial Soul Branch Hall, and her colleagues there hold her in high esteem."

"The Head of the Family then formed a Mercenary Group called the Xuanjia Mercenary Group, and served as its leader."

"I'm relieved that they're all safe and sound."

Xia Yang picked up the teacup, gently blew away the rising steam, and savored this cup of family tea.

Nightfall, Xia Shi returned home, travel-worn and weary.

Just then, the banquet ordered by the restaurant arrived on time.

Under the warm light, a family of three sat together.

The joy of being reunited after a long separation was evident on everyone's face.

"It's been years, but you haven't changed much."

Father Xia Shi downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, a faint blush rising to his face, his tone filled with affection.

Xia Yang replied with a smile, "I've only been gone for a short time, how much could have changed?"

"Haha, you little rascal."

Xia Shi laughed heartily.

"Son, how have you been doing at the Martial Soul Academy these past few years?"

The mother, Huo Yang, asked with concern as she added food to the dishes for the father and son.

Xia Yang put down his chopsticks and began to tell his story in detail.

He told his parents everything about his life at the academy over the years, how he met Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang, and how the three of them cultivated, sparred, and researched Cultivation Technique together.

Hearing this, Xia Shi, the father, frowned and said worriedly, "You child, you are too careless."

"How can you casually discuss Cultivation Technique with others?"

"You guys actually figured this out? What if the other side has some malicious intentions..."

"Dad, you're overthinking it."

Xia Yang explained, "The reason I specifically chose these two people to conduct the research with me is to prepare for this situation."

"Bibi Dong is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Yu Xiaogang is the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Their identities are roughly equal, and neither of them can monopolize the research results."

"Besides, Mom is a mid-level member of the Spirit Hall, and I'm also one of the Spirit Hall own, so my safety is somewhat guaranteed."

"Looks like you're not stupid after all, you know how to leave yourself a way out."

Xia Shi then revealed a relieved smile.

At this moment, Xia Yang took out a Secret Manual from his Storage Soul Tool: "Dad, Mom, this is the Cultivation Technique we created together - <Hunyuan Technique>."

"Look at this!"

Xia Shi took the Secret Manual and carefully examined it, then asked, "How effective is this Cultivation Technique?"

"Roughly equivalent to the meditation speed of High-Rank Martial Soul Master."

Xia Yang answered truthfully.

"That might not be of much use to your mother and me."

Xia Shi handed the Secret Manual to his wife and continued, "But this is for the best. The effects of the Cultivation Technique are limited, which will prevent it from attracting too much covetousness."

Huo Yang took the Secret Manual, flipping through it while nodding, and said, "That's right."

"However, Yang'er, since this Cultivation Technique is the culmination of your and your friends' hard work, it is indeed worth studying carefully."

"Actually, this Cultivation Technique was originally designed to solve the problem of insufficient Innate Soul Power and slow cultivation speed for people like me and Yu Xiaogang."

Xia Yang explained, "Although it offers limited help to high-level Soul Master, it is a rare asset for Soul Master of average talent."