The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu sat on the throne of the Temple of Creation, looking at the starry sky outside the window, feeling exceptionally relaxed. The threat of the Civilization Harvesters had been eliminated, and the Cosmic Sea had returned to peace. He could finally retire in peace.

"My lord, are you really going to retire?" Luo Feng walked in, carrying a plate of fruit.

"Really, I'm tired and want to rest," Han Mu said with a smile. He took the fruit, took a bite, and the sweet juice melted in his mouth, making him feel extremely comfortable.

"What about the Cosmic Sea? Who will take care of it?" Luo Feng asked.

"Aren't we still here for you? You've been with me for so many years, it's time for you to stand on your own," Han Mu said.

"My lord, you must be joking. We're not capable of that." Luo Feng quickly waved his hand.

"If I say you can do it, then you can do it. Don't refuse," Han Mu said. He began to arrange his retirement, officially handing over the management of the Cosmic Sea to Zhou Meng and the other two.

Zhou Meng was in charge of military defense, Han Li was in charge of political affairs, and Luo Feng was in charge of logistical support. The three of them performed their respective duties, while Han Mu completely relinquished his responsibilities and became a hands-off manager.

"My lord, are you really comfortable entrusting the Cosmic Sea to us?" Han Li asked.

"What's there to worry about? I trained you all myself, and I know your abilities," Han Mu said.

"But what if we encounter a powerful enemy?" Han Li asked worriedly.

"Call me if you encounter a strong enemy. I may be retired, but I'm not dead," Han Mu said with a smile.

After arranging everything, Han Mu, along with Fairy Hongmeng and Han Nian, moved to a remote planet on the edge of the Cosmic Sea. The place was beautiful with clear waters and lush mountains, making it a perfect place to retire.

Han Mu built a small courtyard on the mountain. He fished, planted flowers, and spent time with his wife and children every day. He lived a leisurely and carefree life. He felt that the greatest happiness in his life was having such a home.

That day, Han Mu was fishing by the stream when Han Nian ran over, holding a wildflower in her hand, and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, here's a flower for you."

Han Mu took the wildflowers, patted his son's head, and smiled, "Nian'er is such a good boy."

"Daddy, why do you go fishing every day?" Han Nian asked curiously.

"Because fishing helps Father calm down and think about things," Han Mu said.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Nian asked.

"I want to know how to make Nian'er grow up healthy, and how to make my mother happy," Han Mu said with a smile.

"Has Father thought of anything?" Han Nian asked, blinking her big eyes.

"I've got it. As long as Nian'er is healthy and happy, Mother will be happy," Han Mu said with a smile.

Han Nian nodded as if he understood, then ran back to Fairy Hongmeng's side. The mother and son played and frolicked on the grass, their laughter echoing through the valley.

Looking at his wife and children's smiling faces, Han Mu's heart was filled with happiness. He felt that this was the life he wanted: simple, peaceful, and beautiful.

But his good fortune didn't last long. One day, Han Mu was sunbathing in the yard when he suddenly sensed a powerful aura coming from overseas. He opened his eyes, frowned, and realized that trouble was coming again.

Han Mu stood up, his figure flashed, and he appeared at the edge of the cosmic sea. He saw an old man in a golden robe standing in the void. The old man had white hair and beard, and had an otherworldly air about him. He exuded a powerful aura and was actually a Dimensional Lord.

"Who are you?" Han Mu asked coldly.

"I am the leader of the Civilization Harvesters, you can call me the Lord of Harvest," the old man said with a smile.

"Civilization Reapers, didn't I already destroy the dimensional gate? How can you still come here?" Han Mu asked in surprise.

"The dimensional gate is just one of the passages. We have other passages. You destroyed one, but we have thousands more," the Lord of Harvest laughed.

Han Mu's face turned extremely ugly. He hadn't expected that his painstaking efforts to destroy the dimensional gate would be nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

"So what brings you here today?" Han Mu asked coldly.

"It's simple. Submit to me and become my subordinate, and I may spare your life. Otherwise, you will die," the Lord of Harvest said calmly.

"Dream on." Han Mu said coldly, and he took the initiative to strike, throwing a punch at the Lord of Harvest.

This punch contained the full power of the Dimensional Lord, and its power was astonishing. However, the Harvest Lord neither dodged nor avoided it. He raised his hand and waved it, and a golden power dissolved Han Mu's fist imprint into nothingness.

"A mere early-stage Dimensional Lord dares to be so presumptuous in front of me? He's truly courting death." The Harvest Lord sneered, raising its hand to grab Han Mu with a gigantic golden palm.

Han Mu's expression changed. He activated his movement technique and narrowly avoided the golden palm, but the golden palm landed on the planet behind him and crushed it.

"So strong." Cold sweat broke out on Han Mu's forehead. He knew he was no match for the Lord of Harvest, but he could not back down. Behind him was the Cosmic Sea, his family and friends, and he had to protect them.

"My lord, we're here to help you." Zhou Meng and the other two's voices came from behind them. They sensed the battle fluctuations and rushed over.

"What are you doing here? Get out of here, you're no match for it!" Han Mu said urgently.

"My lord, we will not leave. We will die together," Zhou Meng said firmly.

Looking into the determined eyes of the three men, Han Mu felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that with these brothers by his side, he had nothing to fear.

"Alright, today the four of us brothers will meet this Lord of Harvest." Han Mu laughed loudly, and the four of them attacked at the same time, rushing towards the Lord of Harvest.

The Lord of Harvest looked at the four people rushing towards it with a hint of disdain in its eyes. It raised its hand and waved, and a terrifying force blasted all four of them away. They crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Like ants, yet you dare to rival the sun and moon." The Lord of Harvest said coldly, raising its hand to grab the four of them.

Han Mu gritted his teeth. He knew he couldn't escape it, but he was unwilling to give up. He had finally built a happy family, and he didn't want to die like this.

Just then, a beam of colorful light suddenly descended from the sky, shattering the golden palm, and a familiar voice rang out in the void.

That's enough.

Han Mu looked up and saw an old man in a colorful robe standing in the void. The old man had a kind face and exuded an aura even stronger than that of the Lord of Harvest.

"Lord of Dimensions." Upon seeing the old man, the Lord of Harvest's expression changed drastically, and he immediately knelt down to pay his respects.

"Lord of Harvest, you have overstepped your bounds," the colorful old man said coldly.

"Lord of Dimensions, spare me! I dare not do it again!" the Lord of Harvest begged hastily.

"Hmph, I'll spare your life today for your sake, but remember this: if you dare to invade lower dimensions again, I will not let you off lightly," the colorful old man said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely remember." The Lord of Harvest nodded repeatedly, then turned and fled.

Han Mu looked in the direction the Lord of Harvest had fled, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the colorful old man, saying gratefully, "Thank you for saving me, senior."

"No need to be so polite. I am also a Dimensional Lord, and it is my duty to maintain the peace of the dimension," the colorful old man said with a smile. He looked at Han Mu and said, "Young man, you are quite good. Being able to break through to the Dimensional Lord proves that you have great potential. Cultivate well, and you will definitely surpass me in the future."

After the old man in colorful clothes finished speaking, his body transformed into a colorful ray of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Han Mu stared in the direction where the colorful old man had disappeared, clenching his fist. He knew that his path of cultivation was still long, and he had to become stronger in order to protect everything he wanted to protect.