Gratitude to Everyone

Just as Yao Qingyu was about to share the joy of seeing Xiao Yan again with her mother, she saw that after emerging from the spatial passageway, her mother had remained in the same posture without moving in the slightest. Her gaze passed over Xiao Yan and locked firmly onto the figure not far from him.

At first, there were too many people here, so Yao Qingyu had instinctively assumed that person was merely one of the reinforcements Xiao Yi Xian had brought for Xiao Yan. But upon looking more closely now, Yao Qingyu sensed a feeling that was both unfamiliar and familiar, an exceedingly strange sensation.

"Yao Chen, you bastard... you finally came back..." After a long while, Xuan Yi's trembling voice was filled with profound longing and grievance.

At that moment, Xuan Yi no longer resembled the titan who commanded the Pill Tower, nor the eighth-tier alchemist renowned across the land. Now, she was merely a helpless woman.

Seeing this atmosphere, Xiao Yan knew this was far too difficult for Yao Lao to comprehend at the moment. He took the initiative to explain, "Teacher, this is Junior Sister Qingyu. Her full name is Yao Qingyu."

Then Xiao Yan turned toward Yao Qingyu, who stood frozen in place, and slowly explained, "Junior Sister, this is my teacher, and also your... father."

Although Yao Qingyu had long possessed a faint intuition, hearing Xiao Yan's utterly clear explanation made her feel as though even her blood had instantly frozen. Her pale ink-colored eyes could no longer move away from Yao Lao.

She had long learned from Xiao Yan that Yao Lao had not actually died, and that Xiao Yan had been doing everything possible to bring him back. She had imagined countless scenes of meeting her father, but she had never