Mother and Daughter Ascend, Springtime Sights at the Hot Spring

Wuhe Immortal City, City Lord's Mansion.

The morning sunlight shines on the Liuli, refracting a dazzling halo.

Dongfang Yueming was lying on a recliner in the back garden, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility. Li Hongxiu peeled a glistening grape and fed it to him; Hong Ling, on the other hand, was fanning him vigorously with a fan bigger than herself.

Peaceful and serene.

suddenly.

"Buzz--!"

Dongfang Yueming suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, a glint of light flashing within them.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, the [Mid-Level Law of Space] rune, which had already Perfection, emitted a strange fluctuation.

At the same time, an aura that felt incredibly familiar to him emanated from the distant reception platform.

That aura contained the heat of fire and the gentleness of water, blending together endlessly.

"Water and fire working together..."

A gentle smile appeared on Dongfang Yueming's lips as she slowly stood up.

"They... have finally arrived."

"Husband, who is he?" Li Hongxiu asked curiously.

"Two old friends."

Dongfang Yueming smiled mysteriously, "Indeed... your sisters."

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his figure instantly merged into the Xukong.

Reception platform.

As the dazzling light faded, two graceful figures appeared.

The girl on the left, dressed in a fiery red dress with her hair tied high in a ponytail, exudes youthful vitality—it is Shui Yan'er!

The beautiful woman on the right, dressed in a flowing blue dress, with her hair styled in a high bun, exudes a mature and gentle charm; she is none other than Shui Qingrou!

Looking at the desolate scene around them, both of them had a hint of confusion and tension in their Central Capital.

"Mother, is this the Immortal Realm? The spiritual energy is so rich!" Shui Yan'er took a deep breath, then looked around worriedly. "That wicked fellow... can he really sense us?"

Shui Qingrou gently patted her daughter's hand and said softly, "Don't worry, with your abilities, young master will definitely..."

"Definitely what?"

A gentle voice suddenly rang out behind the two of them.

"Ah!"

The mother and daughter exclaimed in surprise at the same time and turned around abruptly.

There stood the figure in green, whom she had longed for day and night, smiling and with outstretched arms.

"Handsome young man!"

Shui Yan'er cheered and, without any further hesitation, pounced into Dongfang Yueming's arms like a koala, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist!

"Waaaah! You heartless bastard! You haven't come to pick us up for so long! I thought you'd forgotten about us!"

As she cried, she opened her small mouth and bit Dongfang Yueming hard on the shoulder.

"Ouch—be gentle, are you a dog or something?"

Dongfang Yueming chuckled and patted her shapely bottom. Then, his gaze swept past her shoulder and fell upon the gentle and beautiful woman standing there, her eyes slightly red, hesitant to move forward.

"Sect Master Shui... no, Qingrou."

He extended his other hand and said gently, "Come here."

Shui Qingrou body trembled, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled. She no longer held back, slowly stepped forward, and nestled into that broad chest.

"Young master... I... miss you very much too."

Embracing both, mother and daughter, a double win.

Inside the city lord's mansion, a grand "family banquet" is underway.

"Sister Qingrou! Yan'er!"

"Hongxiu! Qingyue! Qing'er!"

The women were overjoyed to see each other. They had been close sisters in the Lower Realm, sharing a husband and experiencing life and death and weddings together. Now, reunited in a foreign land, they had endless things to say.

"Great, everyone is finally all together again!" Shi Qing exclaimed.

"Yes, from now on we'll stay in this Immortal Realm, accompany my husband, and create new glories!" Li Hongxiu was also full of high spirits.

Hong Ling, though happy, couldn't help feeling a little sour as she watched the "sisters-in-law" all acting so legitimately. However, she was quickly pulled away by Shui Yan'er to share the interesting stories from the Lower Realm.

After several rounds of drinks, the night deepened.

Looking at his stunningly beautiful wives in the room, Dongfang Yueming could no longer suppress the burning desire within him.

"Cough cough."

He put down his wine glass, his gaze swept over the women, and finally landed on the Shui family mother and daughter, who had just ascended and were covered in dust from their journey.

"Qingrou, Yan'er, you have just entered the Immortal Realm, and your physical bodies have not yet fully adapted to the immortal energy."

"I created a ' Jade Pool Immortal Spring ' in the back mountain, which not only cleanses the marrow and strengthens the body, but also helps to stabilize one's cultivation level."

He stood up, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go, your husband... will personally help you 'wash away the dust'."

How could the women not understand the deeper meaning in his words? Their pretty faces instantly turned crimson, like ripe apples.

Shui Qingrou lowered her head in embarrassment, her fingers tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, feeling both shy and expectant.

The Jade Pool Immortal Spring and its celestial springs are shrouded in mist.

The enormous white jade pool was filled with milky-white spiritual liquid, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

"Splash--"

Water splashed everywhere.

The women removed their silk robes and, like beautiful mermaids, glided into the water.

In an instant, the garden was filled with the beauty of spring, a sight to behold.

Shi Qing's aloofness, Hongxiu's heroic spirit, Qingyue's gentle beauty, Qingrou Rou's voluptuousness, Yan'er's vitality...

A variety of different styles converge at this moment, enough to make even the gods and immortals fall for it.

Dongfang Yueming, shirtless, slowly stepped into the pool, the water overflowing his chest.

He walked straight toward the mother and daughter who were hiding in the corner, too ashamed to look up.

"Yan'er."

He called out softly.

"W-what are you doing?" Shui Yan'er shrank behind her mother, only her big eyes showing, looking at him somewhat guiltily.

"Did someone bite me at the reception desk just now?"

Dongfang Yueming looked at her with a half-smile, "The family rules are strict; isn't it time to settle the score?"

"Huh? That... that's a mark of love!" Shui Yan'er tried to argue.

"It's too late."

"Ah? No... no!"

Shui Yan'er panicked when she saw his aggressive gaze and turned to run away.

But how could she escape Dongfang Yueming's grasp?

"Smack!"

A crisp sound.

Dongfang Yueming grabbed her, pressed her onto his lap, and slapped her hard, pert spot!

"This is what happens when you disobey!"

"Waaah... Mother! Help! He's bullying me!" Shui Yan'er cried out to her mother, filled with shame and indignation.

However, Shui Qingrou was in dire straits herself at that moment.

Dongfang Yueming's hand was already around her slender waist, and his warm breath was blowing against her ear.

"Qingrou, you can't escape either."

"I've missed you dearly Lower Realm... Tonight, we'll catch up on all the lessons we've missed."

Shui Qingrou's body went limp, and she leaned against his shoulder, her eyes glazed over, her voice barely audible:

"It's entirely up to... my husband to decide."