"Ahhh!"
A scream tore through the air, making their ears ring.
The young man in blue and the two extraordinarily beautiful girls across from Jiang Yuan reacted with remarkable calm.
Especially Empress Fusang and Gong Caiyu.
They savored the food with looks of lingering enjoyment. Someone even seemed to be secretly sealing away some dishes and rice, intending to turn them into sealed magical artifacts for permanent preservation.
"Ah?"
Lin Wanqiu, the only one with a normal reaction, looked utterly bewildered.
"Ahhh!"
"Ahhh... M-Mom..."
Jiang Yuan screamed nonstop like a marmot, her body trembling as though she were having a seizure, making the house unbearably noisy.
Thump!
"Shut up. Too noisy."
Jiang Ding casually knocked her on the head.
"Oh."
She finally quieted down.
"Mom!"
"Let me tell you, Jiang Ding is over three million years old this year!"
"Over three million years old!"
"He's older than the entire human history of our home planet! This guy is a complete old monster, a living fossil, like a star..."
Jiang Yuan wildly waved the phone in her hand, babbling incoherently.
"Over three million years old..."
Lin Wanqiu froze.
She took the phone and slowly flipped through the history of the Immortal Sect after she had fallen into slumber, soon becoming absorbed in it.
The war in the Ancient God Domain, the war in the Big Dipper Starfield, the war to unify the endless starry sky... War after war, ten thousand years after ten thousand years passed. Countless generations of living beings had died and reincarnated in the mortal world. Palaces had crumbled and decayed, rivers had changed course, and mountains had collapsed.
Yet the wars of that being from epic myth continued.
Only now had they finally come to a temporary end.
A long time passed.
"Dingding,"
"How many times were