My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

To welcome their daughter back after a year's absence, Meng Shanhe and Wang Xiulan prepared a large feast.

Braised pork ribs, steamed sea bass, braised prawns, stewed chicken, and several refreshing side dishes—it was all mouthwatering.

Wang Xiulan was already quite good at cooking. In the two years since she moved to the manor, she has learned a few tricks from the chefs there when she had nothing to do. Now, the dishes she makes look and taste much better than before.

Meng Xiaoyu sat at the table, her eyes sparkling, her chopsticks almost never stopping.

"Mom, your pork ribs are so delicious!"

With her mouth full of meat, she mumbled indistinctly, "I'm in the faraway land, and I miss your cooking every day..."

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Wang Xiulan looked at her, her eyes were a little red, but she had a smile on her lips.

Meng Shanhe sat opposite him, not saying a word, just drinking one glass of wine after another, occasionally picking up a piece of food with his chopsticks, his gaze always fixed on his daughter.

Meng Chuan sat beside her, eating slowly, and couldn't help but smile as he watched his sister wolf down her food.

The meal took almost two hours.

As Meng Xiaoyu finished eating, she leaned back in her chair, patted her round belly, and let out a satisfied sigh: "Finally, I'm alive again."

Wang Xiulan laughed and scolded, "You're so unprofessional," before getting up to clear the dishes.

After finishing his last glass of wine, Meng Shanhe stood up, said, "I'm going for a walk," and walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

Meng Xiaoyu watched her father's retreating figure in silence for a moment, then turned to Meng Chuan and said, "Brother, Dad seems to have aged... It shouldn't be like this... He's already at the mid-stage of Earth Immortal cultivation..."

"Hmm." Meng Chuan put down his teacup. "Earth Immortals have long lifespans and naturally do not age easily. But in the year you were away, his hair has turned quite a bit white."

"Although I kept telling them that you were definitely safe and sound... only Mom believed me. Dad was still skeptical and thought that I might not be able to control what was happening in the prehistoric world."

"If I hadn't said I'd pick you up myself, they wouldn't have needed to go... I bet Mom would have been waiting with Dad at the school playground before dawn."

Hearing her brother's words, Meng Xiaoyu lowered her head.

After a long while, she whispered, "I won't leave anymore."

A few days later, Meng Xiaoyu gradually adapted to the pace of life on Blue Star.

She wakes up naturally every day, has breakfast, then strolls around the estate, looking at the flowers, playing with the fish, and occasionally sparring with the security personnel...

Of course, it has to be a sparring match where one's cultivation level is suppressed, otherwise one might accidentally kill someone.

I spent the afternoon lounging on the living room sofa watching TV, from variety shows to dramas, from news channels to documentaries, as if I were trying to make up for all the modern entertainment I missed out on in my prime.

That afternoon, the brother and sister were sitting in the living room watching TV.

A variety show is playing on the screen, with several celebrities laughing and playing games in front of the camera.

Meng Xiaoyu watched with great interest, while Meng Chuan lay bored on the sofa, as if he were taking a nap.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow.

Meng Xiaoyu noticed his unusual behavior and turned around: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Meng Chuan did not answer her immediately. His divine sense swept across the depths of the Milky Way in an instant, and after a moment, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaoyu and I are going out for a bit!"

He stood up and said something towards the kitchen.

Wang Xiulan poked her head out from the kitchen: "Where are you going? Are you coming back for dinner?"

"I'll be back soon."

Before Wang Xiulan could speak again, Meng Chuan grabbed Meng Xiaoyu's shoulder, and the two disappeared from the living room in an instant.

Wang Xiulan stared at the empty sofa for two seconds, then shook her head helplessly: "This child..."

When they reappeared, Meng Chuan and the other person were already standing in a pitch-black void.

Beneath my feet lies a vast galaxy, above me an endless expanse of darkness…

In the distance, a blue planet floats silently, gleaming softly in the starlight.

Blue Star!

From this distance, it's breathtakingly beautiful...

Meng Xiaoyu stared blankly for a few seconds before snapping out of her daze and turning to look at Meng Chuan: "Brother, why did you bring me out here?"

"There are two mid-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortals who have been chasing after that Daoist Duan Lingtian for several years, and they just entered the Milky Way."

Meng Chuan said in a calm tone, "It's a good opportunity for you to practice... and let me see if this late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal, raised in the greenhouse of the Wu Clan's ancestral land, is just a showpiece."

Meng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother, you mean... Senior Duan Lingtian, one of the three strongest beings on Blue Star in the past, the guardian of our Great Xia, whose cultivation has reached the peak of Taiyi and is half a step into Daluo?"

"Yes. He has now attained the Great Luo realm, at the early stage of the Great Luo cultivation."

"Early-stage Great Luo... being hunted down by two mid-stage Great Luo for several years?"

Meng Xiaoyu was somewhat surprised, "He runs that fast?"

"He cultivates the Law of Wind."

As Meng Chuan spoke, he took out something and casually tossed it to Meng Xiaoyu like trash.

Meng Xiaoyu caught it instinctively, looked down, and was instantly stunned!

This is a palm-sized, golden, bucket-shaped object, its entire body shimmering with a pale golden light. Its surface is covered with mysterious runes, emanating an ancient and vast aura.

She recognized it at a glance.

"This is... the Primordial Golden Cauldron that Sister Houtu mentioned to me? A top-grade innate spiritual treasure?!"

Meng Xiaoyu gasped in shock!

She also possessed several innate spiritual treasures, but the best of them was only of medium grade, which was already the top-tier item that could be taken from the ancestral treasure trove of the Witch Clan.

There were better ones in the past, but they were all used up by the Ancestral Witches to refine their physical bodies.

And what she has in her hand now is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!

"Okay, here you go."

Meng Chuan nodded.

For him now, the Hunyuan Golden Bucket is of little use.

But for my sister, it would be an absolute killer weapon!

Holding the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, Meng Xiaoyu's hands trembled slightly: "Brother... this... this is too precious..."

"We're siblings, what's with the formalities? Have you gone mad from being stuck in this prehistoric world?"

Meng Chuan interrupted her impatiently, "Come on! I'll help you with the initial refining!"

He didn't give Meng Xiaoyu a chance to refuse. He raised his hand and a gentle yet vast power surged into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, beginning to guide Meng Xiaoyu's magic power to establish a connection with the spiritual treasure.

Meng Xiaoyu felt that power and stopped being coy. She closed her eyes and focused on guiding her magic power into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.

About fifteen minutes later, she opened her eyes and found that the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron had shrunk to a point of light and disappeared into her palm.

She clenched her fist, feeling the faint connection between herself and the magical treasure, and a surge of indescribable confidence and pride welled up in her heart!

"So this counts as...refining?"

She felt that there was still a big difference between top-grade innate spiritual treasures and mid-grade innate spiritual treasures.

"It has been initially refined."

Meng Chuan nodded. "That's enough. Let's go!"

He grabbed Meng Xiaoyu's shoulder again, and the two of them vanished in a flash.