All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

“Father, your eyes look a little different,” Chu Yan observed keenly. “There seems to be some special pattern inside them.”

Chu Yang smiled and patted his son's head: "Yan'er, you've observed very carefully. Last night, Daddy gained some new abilities called heterochromia."

Feng Yin noticed the change in Chu Yang's eyes and asked with concern, "Husband, will this have any effect on your health?"

"No, Yin'er," Chu Yang comforted her, "This is the awakening of a talent, which will only benefit me. Besides..."

He looked at Chu Yan and said gently, "Yan'er's heterochromatic eyes are even more special than your father's. Under the guidance of the Ancestor, he will surely become extremely powerful in the future."

Chu Yan blinked his heterochromatic eyes and asked curiously, "When will I be able to learn how to use the power of my heterochromatic eyes?"

"Don't rush, take your time," Chu Yang said patiently. "The power of the heterochromatic eyes needs to be developed gradually; being too hasty will only lead to danger."

Just then, a clear phoenix cry rang out from the sky. The figure of the phoenix reborn from the ashes descended from the heavens and gracefully landed in the courtyard.

"Good morning, seniors," Chu Yang and his family of three stood up and bowed.

“No need to be so polite,” the Nirvana Phoenix said with a gentle smile. “I’m here to take Yan’er to begin today’s training. But before that…”

She observed Chu Yang carefully, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Young friend, you've actually awakened heterochromia? And it seems to be of very high quality."

Chu Yang nodded and said, "Last night, I had a fortuitous opportunity and was fortunate enough to awaken the Time-Fire Heterogeneous Eye."

"Time-Fire Heterochromatic Eyes," the Phoenix of Rebirth mused. "To possess heterochromatic eyes capable of simultaneously controlling both the laws of time and fire is indeed rare. It seems your talent is even greater than I imagined."

She turned to Chu Yan: "Yan'er, did you see that? Your father also has heterochromia. You two are both exceptionally gifted. However, everyone's heterochromia is unique; don't try to imitate others."

Chu Yan nodded earnestly: "Master, I understand."

"Very good," the Phoenix of Rebirth said with satisfaction, "Then let's begin today's training. Young friend, you and Fengyin can rest assured, I will personally guide Yan'er's training, and there will be absolutely no danger."

Chu Yang said gratefully, "With a senior like you personally guiding us, we are naturally at ease."

After watching the Phoenix of Nirvana leave with Chu Yan, only Chu Yang and Feng Yin remained in the courtyard. This situation had been very rare recently, as Chu Yang was either fighting on the front lines or cultivating at home, rarely having time to spend alone with his wife.

“Yin’er,” Chu Yang walked to Feng Yin’s side and gently embraced her, “Now that Yan’er has the guidance of the Ancestor, we don’t need to worry about his cultivation. It’s rare to have such free time, what would you like to do?”

Feng Yin nestled in Chu Yang's arms, enjoying this rare moment of peace: "Husband, I've thought about this for a long time. We've been married for so many years, and it seems we've never truly relaxed. We're either cultivating, taking care of Yan'er, or dealing with various crises."

Hearing this, Chu Yang felt a pang of guilt. Indeed, as cultivators, their lives always revolved around improving their strength and various responsibilities, leaving little time to enjoy simple pleasures.

“It was my oversight,” Chu Yang said, gently stroking his wife’s hair. “So, how would you like to spend this time? We can go anywhere you want.”

Fengyin raised her head, her eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Husband, I want to see the world of ordinary people."

"The world of ordinary people?" Chu Yang was somewhat surprised. "Yin'er, you mean..."

“It’s the place where ordinary people who don’t cultivate live,” Fengyin explained. “I grew up in the sacred land of the Phoenix Clan, and later lived with you on this fairyland-like Yingzhou Island. Although these places are beautiful, I’ve always been curious about how ordinary people live.”

"That's an interesting idea," Chu Yang chuckled. "We can conceal our cultivation levels, disguise ourselves as ordinary people, and experience a simple, ordinary life."

Feng Yin nodded excitedly: "Yes! I want to see how ordinary people live, their joys and sorrows, their daily routines. Although we possess great power, sometimes I feel that perhaps a simple life also has its unique beauty."

Chu Yang was deeply moved by his wife's words. In the cultivation world, most people pursue greater power and higher realms, and few yearn for an ordinary life. Feng Yin's thoughts, therefore, seemed precious and pure.

"Shall we set off now?" Chu Yang asked.

“Great!” Fengyin said happily, “But how do we find a suitable place?”

Chu Yang pondered for a moment: "There are many mortal kingdoms on the Primordial Continent. We can choose a relatively prosperous city. This way, we can experience a richer mortal life."

“Let’s go to the nearest big city,” Fengyin suggested. “By the way, should we change our appearance? After all, we’re too conspicuous right now and easily attract attention.”

Chu Yang nodded in agreement. Their current appearance was indeed too perfect; they were clearly not ordinary people. If they wanted to integrate into mortal society, appropriate disguise was necessary.

The two returned to their room and began preparing for their special trip. Chu Yang used his transformation magic to make his appearance more ordinary; although still handsome, he no longer possessed that otherworldly aura.

Feng Yin also suppressed the aura of her phoenix bloodline, turning her fiery red hair into ordinary black and her eyes from golden-red to ordinary black. Even so, she remained beautiful and charming, only now she resembled a mortal beauty more.

"That should be about right," Chu Yang said, looking at the two of them in the mirror with satisfaction. "Now we look like an ordinary couple."

"My lord, should we prepare some coins for ordinary people?" Fengyin asked thoughtfully.

“Indeed, we need it,” Chu Yang said, taking out some gold and silver. “Although we can use magic to conjure money, it’s better to use real gold and silver to avoid attracting unwanted attention.”

After preparations were complete, the two left Yingzhou Island. Chu Yang did not choose to teleport directly, but instead flew slowly with Feng Yin, enjoying the scenery along the way.

“Husband, look how beautiful those clouds are,” Fengyin said, pointing to the white clouds in the sky. “We rarely notice these things when we are cultivating.”

Chu Yang followed his gaze and indeed discovered a beautiful scene that was usually overlooked. White clouds changed into various shapes in the blue sky, and sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled shadows. The entire sky was like a constantly changing painting.

“Yes, cultivators are always focused on pursuing higher realms, neglecting the beauty around them,” Chu Yang remarked. “Perhaps this journey through the mortal realm will allow us to rediscover the joy of life.”

After flying for most of the day, they arrived at a large city in the eastern part of the prehistoric continent—Linhai City. This was a prosperous city near the East Sea, with thriving commerce and a large population, making it an excellent choice for experiencing ordinary life.

“Let’s start our walk from here,” Chu Yang suggested. “If we’re going to experience mortal life, we should do it exactly like mortals.”

The two landed in a small grove of trees outside the city and then walked towards the city gate. It was already evening, the sun was setting, and the distant mountains were like dark eyebrows, making the scenery exceptionally beautiful.

“My lord, listen,” Fengyin stopped and listened carefully, “what is that sound?”

Chu Yang stopped to listen, then smiled and said, "That's the sound of a shepherd's flute, and the bleating of cattle and sheep. These are sounds of rural life, very lively."

Indeed, the melodious sound of a flute drifted from not far away, along with the shouts of shepherds driving their cattle and sheep home. These ordinary sounds sounded particularly novel to the cultivators.

“How interesting!” Fengyin exclaimed excitedly. “I’ve never heard a sound like that before.”

As they approached the city gate, they saw a long queue. There were vendors carrying loads, merchants driving horse-drawn carriages, and travelers with bundles on their backs; each had their own story.

"Verify your identity and pay the entry fee," the guards at the city gate mechanically repeated.

Chu Yang and Feng Yin stood in line, quietly observing the crowd around them. This was a completely new experience for them; they usually traveled by teleportation and had never experienced queuing before. "Next!" the guard called out.

When it was Chu Yang and his companion's turn, the guard looked up and a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes. Even though Chu Yang and Feng Yin had deliberately concealed their aura, their appearances were still outstanding.

"Where are you two from?" the guard asked.

“We are merchants from the south,” Chu Yang had prepared his explanation beforehand. “This is my wife; we would like to do some business in your city.”

"Where's your identification?" the guard asked routinely.

Chu Yang took out a waist token that he had prepared beforehand. It was made with magic and looked exactly like a merchant's identification from a city in the south.

The guard inspected the area and found nothing amiss, then said, "The entrance fee is ten coins per person."

Chu Yang took out twenty coins and handed them to the guard, then entered the city with Feng Yin.

"That feeling was quite peculiar," Feng Yin whispered to Chu Yang. "Being interrogated about your identity is a novel experience."

Chu Yang laughed and said, "This is the life of mortals, which requires following various rules, unlike us who can come and go as we please."

Upon entering the city, they were awestruck by the sight before them. The streets were bustling with people, vendors loudly hawked their wares, and lively chatter emanated from teahouses and taverns; the entire city was brimming with life and energy.

"It's so lively!" Feng Yin's eyes sparkled with excitement. "This is even more interesting than I imagined."

"Selling candied hawthorns! Sweet and sour candied hawthorns!" A vendor pushed his cart past them.

"Husband, what's that?" Fengyin asked curiously, pointing to the candied hawthorn.

“Those are candied hawthorns, a kind of snack that ordinary people like,” Chu Yang explained. “Shall we buy a skewer and try some?”

“Okay!” Fengyin nodded enthusiastically.

Chu Yang called out to the vendor, "Boss, two skewers of candied hawthorn, please."

"Alright! Two strings of candied hawthorns, eight coins in total," the vendor said enthusiastically, handing over two strings of bright red candied hawthorns.

Fengyin carefully took a bite, and her face immediately lit up with surprise: "What a unique flavor! It's both sweet and sour, with a special aroma."

Chu Yang also took a bite and found it to be uniquely delicious. Although these mortal foods had no effect on their bodies given their cultivation levels, their simple and pure flavor brought them joy.

"Boss, how are these candied hawthorns made?" Fengyin asked curiously.

The vendor was delighted that someone was interested in his craft: "These are skewers of hawthorn berries coated in a syrup. It looks simple, but the heat is crucial; if the syrup is overcooked, it will taste bitter, and if it's undercooked, it won't be crisp."

“That sounds very knowledgeable,” Fengyin said earnestly.

The vendor was touched by her earnest attitude: "Young lady, you're truly thoughtful. Many people only know how to eat, but don't understand the intricacies of the process."

After saying goodbye to the candied hawthorn vendor, the two continued their stroll through the street. At each stall, Fengyin would stop to observe carefully and inquire about the uses and production methods of the various products.

“Husband, look what that old woman is doing?” Fengyin pointed to an old woman mending clothes by the roadside.

“She’s mending clothes,” Chu Yang explained. “Mortals can’t just throw away torn clothes; they need to be mended and worn again.”

"Why not just buy a new one?" Fengyin asked, puzzled.

"Because for ordinary people, making a piece of clothing requires a lot of time and money," Chu Yang patiently explained, "they cherish every item and will never waste anything that can be repaired."

Feng Yin nodded thoughtfully. In the world of cultivators, clothes are all magical robes made of special materials, which can be repaired with magic power or replaced if damaged. She had never imagined that a piece of clothing could be so precious to ordinary people.

"Where will we stay tonight?" Fengyin asked.

“An inn, of course,” Chu Yang laughed. “To experience mortal life, one must also choose accommodations in a mortal manner.”

They found a clean and tidy-looking inn. The innkeeper, a middle-aged man, also showed a flash of surprise when he saw Chu Yang and Feng Yin, but quickly returned to normal.

"Are you two guests looking for a room?" the innkeeper greeted them warmly.

“Yes, we need a superior room,” Chu Yang said.

"A superior room costs five taels of silver per night, including breakfast and dinner," the innkeeper quoted.

Chu Yang paid the money readily, and the innkeeper immediately arranged for a waiter to take them to their room.

"Esteemed guests, this is our best room. It's clean and comfortable. Are you satisfied?" the waiter said solicitously.

Although the room was simple, it was indeed very clean. For Chu Yang and Feng Yin, who were used to idyllic dwellings, this simple environment had a special charm.

“Very good, we are very satisfied,” Fengyin said sincerely.

The waiter said happily, "Then I won't bother you any longer. Please call me anytime if you need anything."

After the waiter left, Fengyin said excitedly, "Husband, this feeling is wonderful! Paying for a room and being served is completely different from our usual life."

“Yes,” Chu Yang remarked, “We’re usually self-sufficient and rarely experience being served. And have you noticed? Although these mortals don’t cultivate, their lives have their own rhythm and enjoyment.”

The hustle and bustle of the street outside the window carried on the vibrant energy of the city at night. From a distant restaurant came the sounds of traditional instruments and singing, while the laughter of children playing echoed from a nearby alley.

"Husband, shall we go to the market tomorrow?" Fengyin leaned against the window, her eyes full of anticipation. "I want to see what ordinary people buy and sell."

“Of course,” Chu Yang walked to his wife's side and gently hugged her from behind. “We have plenty of time to slowly experience every detail of ordinary life.”

Feng Yin nestled in Chu Yang's arms, savoring this rare moment of tenderness: "Husband, thank you for keeping me company while I do these seemingly boring things."

“How could this be boring?” Chu Yang gently kissed his wife’s forehead. “Being able to experience different lives with you is a kind of happiness in itself. Moreover, I think this kind of experience will also help our cultivation.”

"How so?" Fengyin asked curiously.

"What is the ultimate purpose of cultivation? Isn't it to protect everything we cherish?" Chu Yang said emotionally. "Only by truly understanding the lives of mortals can we better understand what is worth protecting." (End of Chapter)