How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"what?"

Hei Yang was equally puzzled: "What kind of question is this? Parents are parents!"

"uh-huh?"

Hongli looked equally puzzled: "Even the most capable person becomes timid in front of their parents, right?"

"Indeed, getting scolded by your parents is not something to be ashamed of."

"Without them, I wouldn't have grown this big!"

Hei Yang nodded: "They are my closest relatives!"

Hongli added, "They're family!"

"Just like their care and concern had no reason..."

There is no reason not to respect and love them!

"Even if he's a powerful figure who can command the winds and waves outside..."

"Even after arriving home, the child still subconsciously relies on his parents!"

Hongli and Heiyang nodded in unison, concluding, "So we were kicked out!"

Is there any direct causal relationship between these two things...?

Meng Po couldn't help but mutter a comment, then fell into thought: "Hmm, so this is what people in the Journeying Realm who don't have reincarnation think? I've certainly learned something new..."

Hei Yang: "Hmm?"

Hongli: "Explain in detail?"

"Well..."

Meng Po thought for a moment and then explained, “Just like in some worlds, there are often powerful beings who are reincarnated and cultivate again, or immortals and gods who frequently descend to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations.”

For them, they have had countless parents throughout their long lives.

Even if their consciousness is obscured after reincarnation, their roots are still there, and they will soon be able to see through the mysteries of the womb.

In this way, even if they maintain the respect due to their parents in that life, feelings of dependence and affection... well, it's hard to say.

Although they are sons or daughters, their actual age is old enough to be their parents' ancestors.

The so-called life experience and wisdom of parents seem childish and ridiculous to them, and their ideas will not change or waver in the slightest because of their parents' advice.

Parents hope their children will grow up healthy and safe, but their mission in this life is to die early and return to the source.

Or perhaps their parents hope they will get married, but they already have their own partners or offspring—it's even possible that their parents are their own offspring.

Even more extreme cases involve being a child of one's parents in this life, but having been partners with them in a previous life, or perhaps the parents were reincarnated to experience life in the human world. The situations are all complex and varied.

Therefore, in most cases, reincarnated people will automatically ignore such things and do their own thing without heeding advice.

Or perhaps, this personality in this life was merely born by chance, and will disappear upon returning to the origin, becoming someone else entirely; A is B, but B is not A…

After a pause, Meng Po said to the two people who looked like they understood and were deeply shocked, "Therefore, those powerful cultivators rarely treat their parents the way you wander the world do."

On the contrary, they would try to conceal or even sever their origins and ties with themselves, in order to prevent enemies with time-manipulation abilities from doing so...

"Oh dear, this is so pitiful..."

Hei Yang couldn't help but think of his parents from his previous life: "They raised their child with all their heart and soul, dreaming of a happy family and a peaceful life with their children."

However, they were suddenly told that their child was an incarnation of a powerful being and was now being taken back.

Even if those powerful beings, out of consideration for their kinship, would ensure their peaceful and unharmed passing, they would still likely be heartbroken and grieved.

No, it's not just about being sad and heartbroken; it might also mean forcing a smile—who's sad? Who dares to be sad!

That distant relationship made Hei Yang feel suffocated, just like Runtu: "Xun... Brother... Master!"

The parents looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar person before them, their lips trembling as they said, "My son... has met an immortal!"

"Hey! What are you thinking about!"

Hong Li slapped Hei Yang on the head, bringing him back to reality: "Are you starting to think about all sorts of nonsense again, turning into a pessimistic and depressed teenager?"

"Ah this..."

Faced with Hong Li's questioning gaze, Hei Yang remembered that he had promised her he would stop thinking about those messy and meaningless annoying things, and immediately laughed sheepishly, "Hahaha, how could that be? I was just thinking too seriously, so I got distracted!"

"Thinking about what?"

"How can we properly handle this kind of problem?"

Hei Yang held up one finger and expressed his thoughts to his girlfriend.

"How about this: since we've become their children, we might as well take full responsibility and bring all the parents with us so we can all be filial to them together..."

"Oh, so you're going to form the 'My Parents' Alliance,' right?"

Hongli couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Are you collecting things here?"

Putting aside the cost of supporting parents, what if one of the parents had more than one powerful son in their reincarnations?

What should be done if there are two or more?

Or what if you discovered that you and your enemy were, in some sense, brothers, related by blood?

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's expression stiffened, and he coughed twice: "Cough cough, our Soaring Realm is still the best!"

"One thing to say, it's true!"

"Now you know how important Grandma's soup was, right?"

After finishing one bowl, all troubles vanished, and interpersonal relationships were wiped out with a single click!

Meng Po said quietly, "If you could understand the cycle of reincarnation, you could directly succeed as the highest leaders of the underworld, right? Stop meddling in other people's business!"

The so-called severing of worldly ties and abandoning past relationships, and the idea that immortals and gods are not bound by worldly moral constraints, are just excuses. Even the Old Man Under the Moon doesn't just randomly tie knots when he's matchmaking!

Ultimately, they themselves found it difficult to understand, so they simply gave up trying...

Of course, there are also gods who are truly "not bound by worldly morality," such as the ancient Greek pantheon.

Why are we worrying about things that aren't our business?

Hei Yang said unhappily, "Isn't it because you asked first that we're going to answer and discuss this seriously?"

"That's right, that's right! It was Grandma Meng who started this topic first!"

Hongli nodded in affirmation: "You're the one who told us about all those messy relationships in other worlds!"

"Ah this..."

Meng Po was taken aback, coughed twice, and changed the subject with an awkward laugh: "That's not important, not important at all. Let's look at the wandering souls in the distance, children!"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Harmful."

With a sigh, Hei Yang Hong Li turned to look at the Bridge of Helplessness, where souls lined up to draw lots and experience a restart of their lives.

However, the appearance, clothing, and temperament of these dead souls were extremely similar.

Clad in standard armor, accompanied by warhorses, the atmosphere was one of solemnity and desolation, as if one could hear the sound of war drums and the cries of battle.

A crimson hue enveloped the heads of these departed souls, giving them a rather ominous appearance.

"Well……"

Hei Yang frowned, looking at the newly arrived large group of soldiers. Their identities were almost obvious: "Soldiers?"

"Soldiers, soldiers..."

Hongli also curiously stuck her head out to look at this group of souls that seemed to come from the same place. Their souls were much more incomplete than most of the previous souls.

Some were missing arms or legs, and they slowly walked over, supporting each other.

Some were cut in half at the waist, leaving only the upper half of their bodies. They waved their arms as if crawling, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that they were floating in the air. Rather than crawling, they were swimming in the air.

Of course, there are also many headless horsemen, who, despite having heads, seem to be able to walk towards the Bridge of Helplessness by a faint pull.

Although in their soul form, they all seemed as hazy as gas, and although their deaths were tragic, there were no horrific scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"Where has a war broken out? It's so brutal!"

Hong Li couldn't help but sigh, her mind subconsciously conjuring up images of the battle between the sea monster clan and the disciples of the Five Elements Sect. Could that be considered a war?

However, one is between different races, while the other... is most likely an internal conflict between humans.

"It's war, um, come and lend me a hand."

With Hei Yang and Hong Li looking reluctant, Meng Po waved them back to their posts.

"Grandma, I have mixed feelings about these military spirits. I both love and hate them."

Meng Po continued her work, speaking slowly: "On the one hand, it's because most of them are already prepared to die, so they are more obedient when crossing the bridge, and they follow orders without question. Moreover, the merit gained from guiding them across is also greater."

On the other hand, the reason they're considered bad is that whether they were defending against external enemies or actively invading, these people have all been involved in killing, so their soup needs a little something extra…

At this point, Meng Po pulled out a small jar from somewhere, the kind that looks like a pepper or chili powder jar from a roadside stall, and sprinkled it into the soup.