Xu Qingtong chuckled and said, "Aunt, I lack nothing at my place. Whatever you want, I can get it for you!"
As the sun approached noon, Xu Qingtong had nearly finished packing when Chen Ruoling returned.
"Ruo Ling, Qingtong's back!" Madam Zhang called out as soon as she saw Chen Ruoling.
Hearing her mother, Chen Ruoling raced inside like a child. "Qing..."
Chen Ruoling broke off halfway through her call. Staring blankly at the person before her, she stammered, "Are you Qingtong?"
"It's me, Sis!"
"Why have you grown old?"
Xu Qingtong gave a wry smile. "It's a long story. I'll tell you all about it when we have time!"
"Are we... moving again?" Seeing her mother bustling about packing, Chen Ruoling hurriedly asked.
Xu Qingtong repeated what he had told his uncle to Chen Ruoling.
When Chen Ruoling heard that her husband and son had been avenged, her eyes reddened and tears fell. A moment later, she asked happily, "Qingtong, is Sister Du staying with you too?"
Xu Qingtong's aged face reddened. "Yes, she's an elder of Cloudsky Peak now!"
Soon, Xu Qingtong finished packing everything they could take and brought out the Ink Cloud Shuttle. With a mudra, the Ink Cloud Shuttle instantly expanded into a small boat.
Xu Qingtong helped his uncle, aunt, and older cousin aboard the Ink Cloud Shuttle and found them places to sit. He put in Spirit Stones and channeled his magic power, sending the Ink Cloud Shuttle soaring away.
Madam Zhang and Chen Ruoling examined the little boat in wonder, clicking their tongues in admiration as they looked around. "We only knew boats could sail on water. So immortals' boats can fly through the sky!"
Chen Jialiang was also astonished by the flying boat, but he was, after all, mature and steady.