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With Dongfang Yingcai supporting her, Wu Tong walked forward. As her trembling arms reached out, tears were already streaming down her face.

She bent down and gathered Yang Yuanhong into her embrace. She said nothing more, only softly calling, "My son, my son."

The sight of a wanderer returning home moved all the cultivators aboard the immortal vessel, and many covered their faces.

The Yang Family cultivators soon gathered around as well, surrounding the mother and son.

Yang Yuanhong wiped away his mother's tears, then greeted the elders of his Lineage one by one.

"Yang Yuanhong greets the two ancestors!"

"Greetings, Patriarch. Greetings, Second Uncle. Greetings, Third Aunt."

"Greetings, Alchemist Chen, Formation Master Liu, Artifact Master Yao, Alchemist Huo, Immortal Master Han, Immortal Master Xie, Immortal Master Zhao."

After greeting these familiar faces, he cupped his hands toward Song Heng and He Shengyuan.

Then Dai Wei and Yuan Cheng stepped forward, raising their hands in greeting toward Yang Yuanhong. "We welcome Young Master Yuanhong home in triumph!"

Finally, the Yang Family's two children who had yet to reach Dao Entry, the sister and brother Yang Yuanling and Yang Yuanzhao, came forward and looked at Yang Yuanhong with eyes full of admiration.

"Yang Yuanling!"

"Yang Yuanzhao!"

"Greetings, Elder Brother!"

The two were now both four years old. Under the careful guidance of their mother, Wei Xinqing, and Yang Lingqing, they already carried themselves with the bearing of children from a great family.

Yang Yuanhong looked at his younger sister and brother with delighted surprise. He had always been the youngest at home; now, at last, he had juniors he could dote on.

"Come!"

With a wave of his hand, he hoisted Yang Yuanling and Yang Yuanzhao onto his shoulders, one on each side. Then his figure flashed, transforming into a dragon