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As a quasi-saint level expert, Yan Shiyun's vision was extremely sharp.

She could immediately see the unspoken understanding and bond between Wang Zhiheng and her daughter, but what shocked her even more was the obviously abnormal progress in her daughter Li Yanran's cultivation.

She suppressed her many questions for the time being, remained calm, and said to everyone in a gentle tone, "It's not convenient to discuss this in detail here. Let's go to the living room first."

The group responded in unison and followed Yan Shiyun to the spacious and elegant living room.

After everyone was seated, Yan Shiyun's gaze first fell on the slightly awkward Wang Zhiheng, and she asked gently, "Child, what is your name?"

"Replying to Auntie... Replying to Senior, I am Wang Zhiheng." Wang Zhiheng subconsciously straightened his back, so nervous that he was even unsure of how to address her.

Meeting my future mother-in-law for the first time, especially since she was a powerful and almost saintly woman, was incredibly stressful.

Seeing this, Li Kong, who was sitting next to him, smiled slightly.

Over the past year, he has spent a lot of time with his prospective son-in-law and has long since accepted his character and temperament.

But it's normal for a young person to be a little nervous when facing their partner, who has been in seclusion for a long time and whose prestige is growing stronger every day.

Seeing Wang Zhiheng's expression, Yan Shiyun smiled gently, a smile that softened some of the aloofness she projected as a quasi-saint.

"No need to be so nervous, just call me Auntie."

"Yes, Auntie." Wang Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the invisible pressure seemed to have lessened a little.

Yan Shiyun then voiced her doubts: "Judging from your bone age, you are clearly not yet thirty, yet your cultivation has already reached the early stage of Celestial Immortal. Yanran is the same. You two... have you encountered anything extraordinary?"

Her question was tactful, but the meaning was clear: a celestial being under thirty years old, her cultivation speed was simply unbelievable.

Even among certain races with special bloodlines, such progress is rare.

Moreover, she knew very well that her daughter was a pure human, as was Wang Zhiheng.

Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng exchanged a glance. Li Yanran then spoke, a relaxed smile on her face: "Mother, do you still remember... Qin Le?"

"Qin Le?" Yan Shiyun pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Of course I remember. That child favored by the Celestial Venerable of Morality, possessing extraordinary comprehension yet remarkably low in approachability. What does this have to do with you?"

Before she was injured and went into seclusion, Qin Le's name had already spread throughout the Three Realms because the Celestial Venerable of Morality had personally descended to earth to impart the Dharma of Heaven and Earth. Her contradictory qualities of unparalleled enlightenment and abysmal affability left a deep impression on people.

"It's a very important matter," Li Yanran began to explain in detail.

From the moment Qin Le was chosen by the Goddess Nuwa and comprehended the Great Dao in one step, the story goes on to describe how he became the core of their small circle, continuously giving them private lessons and forcibly instilling in them the Dao to their current level.

Then, she recounted Qin Le's many feats before ascending to the Heavenly Realm: creating a specially made Dharma Body to help the demon race control their talents, inventing resurrection points to completely change the nature of warfare...

As Yan Shiyun listened to her daughter's account, her expression shifted from confusion to surprise, then to bewilderment, and finally she couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her temples.

"I... I only went into seclusion for about ten years, right?" Her tone was filled with uncertainty, even a hint of disorientation: "Why does it feel like... the Three Realms have entered a new era?"

The celestial realm is known for its stability, and major changes are rare even after thousands or tens of thousands of years.

But the changes her daughter described over the past ten years were so dramatic that they were beyond imagination, making even this veteran quasi-saint feel out of touch with the times.

Li Kong chimed in with a wry smile, "Madam, it really has only been about ten years. It's just that Qin Le... he can't be judged by ordinary standards. These days, no one seems too surprised by what he does."

Yan Shiyun lowered her hand, let out a long breath, shook her head and smiled, "Never mind, in any case, these changes are ultimately a good thing for the Three Realms."

She looked at Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng, her expression turning serious: "You two have reached a sufficient level of cultivation; you can no longer remain idle at home. Come with me to Dongqu City later."

Dongqu City was originally a key frontline town that she guarded. Due to a traitor's scheme, she was seriously injured and had to go into seclusion, resulting in heavy casualties in Dongqu City before the resurrection point appeared.

Now that she has recovered from her injuries, she naturally wants to return to the battlefield.

Just as Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng were about to agree, a series of slightly hurried footsteps came from outside the living room.

A servant rushed in, his face showing obvious nervousness, and even forgot to bow first.

"Master, Madam...we have...we have distinguished guests!" The servant's voice was trembling.

Seeing this, Li Kong frowned slightly: "Who is this distinguished guest? Why are you in such a panic?"

Although the Li family rules were not particularly strict, the servants would never dare to behave so disrespectfully when their master was receiving guests. Even with important guests, proper arrangements should have been made.

The servant glanced at Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng subconsciously before lowering his voice and saying, "It's...it's Young Master Qin Le! He said he's here to find Miss and Young Master."

"Qin Le?" Upon hearing this, Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng's eyes lit up simultaneously, and their faces showed surprise and delight.

Li Kong, Yan Shiyun, and Li Wuyou exchanged glances, their expressions somewhat subtle—it really was a case of speaking of the devil, and he appeared.

Li Kong patted the servant on the shoulder with amusement: "It's Qin Le visiting, why are you so nervous? He's not an unwelcome guest."

The servant was taken aback by what he was told, but then realized what he meant and his face turned embarrassed.

Yes, although Young Master Qin Le has a great reputation and has made great contributions, he has never been one to bully others. Why are you panicking?

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The thought that the legendary figure was standing outside the door made his heart pound and he couldn't calm down.

"Come on, come on!" Li Yanran stood up with a smile, grabbing Wang Zhiheng's arm. "Let's go see! This guy must have come up with something fun again!"

After a year apart, although they knew each other was doing well, the sudden reunion filled them with a familiar joy.

Before long, Qin Le was warmly led in by Li Yanran and Wang Zhiheng.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Yan, Brother Li, hello. I am Qin Le, and I apologize for the intrusion."

After entering, Qin Le greeted everyone in the hall with impeccable manners, her smile bright and her attitude natural.

"Young friend Qin, there's no need for such formalities. Please have a seat," Li Kong said with a smile.

Yan Shiyun nodded slightly, her gaze subtly observing the young man whose reputation she had long admired.

Watching Qin Le's relaxed and carefree demeanor, Wang Zhiheng couldn't help but feel a little envious.

This is the difference in treatment between a close friend and a future son-in-law!

Qin Le visited as a friend, so he felt relaxed and comfortable.

Unlike when he first stepped into the Li family's gate, he felt like he was walking on thin ice, under immense pressure.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Li Yanran couldn't wait to ask, "By the way, you said you were going to 'give us something' at the door? What good thing is it? Let's take it out and see!"

There were many people and distractions at the entrance, so they didn't ask many questions.

Qin Le smiled, and without keeping him in suspense, he conjured two items in his hands with a slight thought.

One is an antique-style bronze mirror with cloud patterns carved along its edges.

The mirror did not reflect reality, but rather had a faint, hazy radiance flowing within it, as if it contained countless illusory worlds, exuding a profound and mysterious charm that attracted people's minds—clearly, this was extremely consistent with the law of illusion and reality that Li Yanran cultivated.

The other item was a long, narrow sword case, about three feet long, dark as ink, yet with a faint, chilling glint in its light.

Even before the sword box was opened, a pure and restrained sharp sword aura emanated from it, as if a divine weapon capable of cutting through all things was slumbering within—this was undoubtedly prepared for Wang Zhiheng, who mainly cultivated the Law of Metal and used swords.

Qin Le handed the bronze mirror to Li Yanran and the sword case to Wang Zhiheng, saying with a smile, "Here, these are for you two. See if they're suitable."

Li Yanran happily accepted the bronze mirror. It felt warm and smooth to the touch. After a brief exploration with her divine sense, she felt the illusory Daoist charm contained within resonating subtly with her own laws, revealing its infinite wonders.

Wang Zhiheng gripped the sword box and felt the incomparably sharp sword intent within resonate strangely with his natal flying sword in his dantian.

When Yan Shiyun, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at the two treasures, a clear look of surprise finally flashed across her eyes.

With her quasi-saint level insight and knowledge, she could naturally see the extraordinary nature of these two items.

The bronze mirror contained a Daoist charm of extremely high level, almost reaching the origin; the sword box was not an ordinary storage item, but a support-type treasure that could nurture and amplify swords, and even had its own earth-shattering sword intent!

Even with her Quasi-Saint status and resources, she would find it difficult to produce a treasure of this caliber in a hurry.

The gift that Qin Le casually gave away was quite substantial.