The family was having dinner together, full of warmth and harmony.
The meal was prepared together, with Jiang Ding and the Taiqing Flying Sword chopping vegetables, Lin Wanqiu handling the cooking, and Jiang Yuan having no tasks, but she was responsible for washing the dishes and cleaning the table after the meal.
The Taiqing Flying Sword was also having dinner.
She was soaking in a bowl of water, drifting up and down, occasionally adding some salt and soy sauce.
"Yuanwang has advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage?"
"Yes, yes."
"Is Xiaoyun also a Nascent Soul Monk? Is she called Little Yun True Monarch? Alas, it's a pity she couldn't advance to the Divinity Transformation Stage, otherwise, we could still see her now..."
The family chatted, occasionally sighing.
Yet, they slowly adapted; matters of life and death must be experienced; slowly forgotten.
"Ding ding... ding ding..."
"Hello friends, today is Wednesday, October 8, 15799, lunar calendar August 9."
