The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Ah-Xiao!"

Ni Kun's voice was deep and powerful, his expression unusually serious, his eyes fixed on the other person: "What twelfth brother? I am your father! Ni Kun!"

When Ni Yongxiao saw that familiar gaze, his heart skipped a beat.

His eyes widened as he scanned Ni Kun, his face filled with disbelief.

"You, you, you really are my father?"

Ni Yongxiao's voice trembled slightly; he simply couldn't accept this fact.

After all, Ni Kun in front of him looked so young, so different from the image of his father in his memory.

"Um!"

Ni Kun nodded, replying firmly, "That's right, I am your father!"

Then, with a slight smile, she reminded him, "Quick, call him Dad!"

Upon hearing this, Ni Yongxiao became even more flustered.

"Uh...uh..."

His throat felt like it was blocked by something; he tried to say "Dad," but found it extremely difficult.

After all, he was already an elderly man with graying temples, and it was really difficult for him to call such a young boy "Dad".

Moreover, everything before him seemed too bizarre, leaving him feeling as if he were in a dream, completely bewildered.

No one knows a son better than his father, and Ni Kun understood his four sons' thoughts in an instant.

So he slowly began to speak, recounting the past that only he and his son knew.

As he narrated, Ni Yongxiao's expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes slowly shifted from initial doubt to shock and emotion.

Finally, when Ni Kun finished speaking the last word.

"breathe!"

Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Ni Yongxiao took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and whispered, "Dad!"

Although the "Dad" was uttered somewhat awkwardly, the emotions it conveyed were genuine and profound.

Moreover, he had just uttered the word "Dad".

A slight blush crept onto Ni Yongxiao's usually expressionless face. He seemed a little embarrassed and quickly added, "Father!"

Seeing this, Ni Kun smiled with satisfaction.

"good!"

He gently patted Ni Yongxiao's hand: "Ah Xiao, these past few years... you've had a tough time!"

After saying that, Ni Kun glanced down at the grime on his body and waved his hand, "Ah Xiao, I'd better go take a bath and change first, and then we can discuss the next steps!"

In no time at all.

Ni Kun then arrived at the second building complex. When he reached the highest point, a simple and unadorned courtyard appeared before him.

This courtyard has no excessive decorations, yet it exudes a simple and elegant atmosphere.

Ni Kun murmured softly, "Wushizhai..." as if he had a special feeling for this name.

He gently pushed open the courtyard gate and slowly walked into the courtyard.

Although the courtyard is not large, it is exquisitely laid out, and every detail reveals the owner's taste and state of mind.

"Father!"

Ni Yongxiao followed closely, explaining, "Since your passing, this courtyard has remained exactly as it was, without any changes!"

Ni Kun nodded, his gaze slowly sweeping over every corner of the courtyard, a faint sense of nostalgia welling up in his heart.

He strolled to the side room where he had lived before his death, opened the door, and went inside.

The room was simply and elegantly furnished, and everything felt so familiar.

As he walked to the window and pushed it open, a breath of fresh air instantly flowed in.

What you see before you is the charming backyard behind the house.

His gaze fell on a hot spring in the courtyard, which was neither too big nor too small.

The hot spring pool is oval-shaped, about ten feet in size, and is surrounded by a ring of yang stone that looks like mutton fat jade.

The spring flows silently, its thin mist swirling around the surface, draping the entire hot spring in a veil of light, making it seem like a fairyland.

"Father, I'll go prepare some clothes for you!" Ni Yongxiao said softly, then turned and quietly left.

"Thump!"

With a soft splash, Ni Kun's body was completely immersed in the hot spring.

In an instant.

A warm stream of water seeped into his skin and muscles like silk, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort.

"That feels good! I wish it were a little hotter!"

So, Ni Kun lay down at the spring's outlet.

You should know that the spring water is very hot, and it used to be used to boil eggs.

"Yang stone and hot springs have the effect of nourishing the internal organs and tempering the body, which may alleviate the feeling of physical weakness!" Ni Kun murmured softly, his words echoing in the air, carrying a hint of expectation.

At this moment, the thin mist was even more refreshing, making him feel incredibly comfortable and relaxed.

As time went by, Ni Kun gradually fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how much time passed.

He finally opened his eyes slowly, but his consciousness was still a little hazy, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.

After all, this was the first time in two years and seven months that I had actually slept.

Moreover, after soaking in the scalding hot spring, Ni Kun felt his tired and weak body regain some vitality, just like being recharged!

After a long while.

As my thoughts gradually became clearer.

He saw clothes neatly folded by the pool, and his fourth son, Ni Yongxiao, was already waiting by his side. In the pavilion on one side, there were fine wines and delicacies, and the aroma was irresistible.

"Father! You're awake!"

Seeing Ni Kun nod, Ni Yongxiao raised his hand and a beautiful screen appeared before him, separating the hot spring from the pavilion.

After a while.

When he stepped out from behind the screen, Ni Yongxiao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Ni Kun was dressed in a blue and white brocade robe, his clothes fluttering, as if he were an immortal descending to earth.

He has an upright posture and elegant temperament, exuding a dashing and extraordinary charm.

"My father was truly a man of unparalleled elegance in his youth!" Ni Yongxiao exclaimed inwardly, for he had never seen his father so radiant.

"Father! You must be quite exhausted after soaking in the hot springs. Please have a couple of drinks and rest a bit!"

Upon hearing this, Ni Kun smiled slightly, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, making people feel exceptionally warm and friendly.

Then I strolled to the pavilion and saw my favorite dishes laid out on the volcanic stone table. Each dish was delicious and visually appealing.

"That's so thoughtful!"

Ni Kun nodded in satisfaction, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

So the two sat facing each other.

Ni Kun picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

Two years and seven months later, my taste buds were satisfied for the first time.

They then ate and chatted, and the conversation gradually unfolded.

The father and son chatted about many everyday things from their lives, with bursts of laughter and conversation throughout. They also talked about things after his death, with occasional sighs.

At last.

Ni Kun slowly stood up and looked up at the bright moon above the blue sky.

After a moment of silence.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on his fourth son, and earnestly instructed him, "Ah-Xiao, for now, do not mention my resurrection to anyone!"

He emphasized with a serious expression, "From this day forward, my name will be... Ah Kun!"

Ni Yongxiao nodded emphatically, indicating that he understood his father's meaning, and then asked, "Father, now that you have returned, what are your plans? Is there anything I need to prepare in advance?"

Ni Kun smiled slightly, his gaze drifting towards the dimly lit area, then looking towards the distance illuminated by the bright moon, secretly pondering the idea of ​​a grand ancestral worship ceremony for all descendants of the Yue Kingdom!

He understands the principle that taking a lead in one step leads to taking a lead in every step, so he wants to use this incident to make two crucial moves.

At last.

Ni Kun slowly withdrew his gaze, looking at every flower and tree around him.

"Ah-Xiao!"

"Arrange another place for your father to stay first!"