Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"In any case, you saved my daughter and also eliminated our enemy."

"You are the benefactor of our 'Boundary Wolf' clan."

Yun spoke first, breaking the brief awkward silence.

This is only one aspect.

on the other hand……

Only a month has passed, and his newborn daughter has already reached the third realm of strength.

This rate of growth is extraordinary.

This undoubtedly owes much to the meticulous care provided by the man in front of me.

Yun trusted her husband's judgment.

Since he chose to entrust the last part of his strength to this man, then no matter where the other party comes from, he is worthy of entrusting him with his power.

Moreover, judging from what my daughter just said, they have signed some kind of "contract" between them.

One glory and one glory.

"You're too kind, senior."

Yang Xian modestly replied, "I suppose I'm quite destined to meet Feng and Ling..."

"Mom! Dad... cough, anyway, stop chatting!" Feng suddenly interrupted them, "Ling's still upstairs! Let's hurry and find her!"

Yun's gaze softened, and she sighed:

"I know, but not now."

"I have very little power left, and it's already a struggle just to maintain the stability of this space."

"I just forced open a spatial passage to save you, and my energy is almost completely depleted."

There's very little energy left?

Yang Xian was taken aback.

Is this a test?

Or is it truly a matter of being unable to do it?

According to Feng and Ling, their mother's injuries had not yet healed.

However, if she truly had the ability, she should have rushed out to avenge herself the moment she severely injured the Fifth Realm White Bear, and also taken the "Nine-Turn Life-Sustaining Lotus" into her possession.

It seems she was telling the truth.

By so blatantly exposing your weaknesses to me, are you subconsciously choosing to trust me?

Or perhaps she is certain that in this independent space under her control, even if I see through her true intentions, I cannot stir up any trouble.

Yang Xian remained calm: "Senior, don't worry, my friends up there will take good care of her."

"That's right, that's right!" Feng chimed in. "Teacher Zhou is such a kind person! She'll definitely take good care of my little sister!"

Yang Xian nodded silently.

It seems it won't be Xiyan's turn to take care of it.

Once Jiang Mengyun learns of her disappearance, Ling, as her contracted beast, will definitely be treated as a top priority and protected.

That treatment was probably even better than what I, the rightful owner, received.

After all, you can tell whether the master is alive or not just by looking at the contracted beast's reaction.

"That's for the best."

Yun responded, "Let's go, we can talk about the rest as we walk."

Having said that, she took long strides and turned to walk into the depths of the woods.

Yang Xian and Feng followed side by side behind.

After walking for a while, Yun's voice rang out again: "Yang Xian, why do you outsiders come to our world?"

"This..." Yang Xian felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp.

This is not a good question to answer.

Every word I say here could be interpreted as the attitude of the "outside world," or even as representing China.

You absolutely mustn't talk nonsense!

At that moment, Yang Xian had an inexplicable feeling that he had become a diplomatic ambassador.

He quickly calmed himself down, his mind racing.

The purpose of China sending martial artists into various secret realms is undoubtedly for resources.

However, to obtain resources, one must inevitably encounter the native inhabitants of the secret realm.

Forcibly seizing it?

That's a last resort, neither in line with China's usual way of doing things nor realistic.

One reason is that Chinese people inherently advocate peace and dislike conflict.

More importantly, the main force of martial artists in the country needs to be on guard against the invasion of monsters at all times, and it is simply impossible to spare too many people to fight a protracted resource war in the secret realm.

Therefore, cooperation is the only option.

Once Yang Xian understood this, his thoughts instantly became clear.

"We've come to seek cooperation."

"Cooperation?" Yun paused slightly.

"Good, let's cooperate." Yang Xian nodded, his tone becoming more serious.

He began by briefly introducing his world—Blue Star—and the centuries-long war between humans and monsters.

He then began to list the various benefits that cooperation could bring.

On a small scale, it involves exchanging external resources and technology for rare and precious materials found in secret realms, thus achieving a barter system.

On a grand scale, they could borrow the power of Earth to help the indigenous people improve their strength.

This is not just empty talk.

In fact, China has already reached similar cooperation precedents with the native civilizations of several secret realms.

"I know that you may find these things hard to imagine now, and you may not even believe them."

"But whether you agree or not, this is something that will definitely happen in the future."

Yang Xian watched Yun's retreating figure and responded with neither humility nor arrogance.

"Such arrogance." Yun's voice was unreadable.

"I wouldn't dare," Yang Xian said frankly. "Everything I said is true. Senior will naturally know this in the future."

The weak have no diplomacy.

Ultimately, the fundamental rule of this world remains the survival of the fittest.

The reason I can stand here to discuss cooperation is not because I am eloquent, but because the country of China behind me is powerful enough.

Of course, it's thanks to China that they had the patience to sit down and discuss cooperation.

If it were some other country, they would probably have already shouted "For freedom and democracy" and directly implemented colonial rule.

The atmosphere in the forest became somewhat heavy because of these words.

"Let's put that aside for now..."

After a long silence, Yun finally spoke again, "Now, we should talk about the two of you..."

She turned around, her eyes scanning back and forth between Yang Xian and Feng.

"Our business?" Yang Xian was taken aback. "What business?"

Yun's gaze finally settled on Yang Xian, her tone matter-of-fact:

"I think Feng seems to like you quite a bit."

"Shouldn't you two start thinking about marriage?"

Yang Xian: ? ? ?

What is that?

marriage?

Whose marriage is it?

Me and Feng?

"mom!"

Feng, standing nearby, let out a scream of surprise and embarrassment, her silver fur almost standing on end.

"What...what are you talking about! How could you suddenly have such an idea!"

That's what she said, but the fluffy tail behind her was wagging so hard it almost flew off, betraying her true feelings at that moment.

Yun glanced at her daughter:

"What? You don't want to?"

"If you don't want to, then forget it. I was just mentioning it casually."

"No! No, no!" Feng kept shaking his head, his voice tinged with coyness.

"Since it's Mom's request, then... I have no reason to refuse! I'll just agree..."

In the end, the little wolf seemed a bit awkward, and even subconsciously glanced at Yang Xian out of the corner of his eye.

Yang Xian was speechless for a moment.

How exactly did things turn out this way?

Feng, what's with that look in your eyes?

Have you forgotten that not long ago you were calling me "Dad" all the time?

How could filial piety change so easily!

The most important point...

This involves cross-species interaction!