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

Duan Lingtian was not surprised by Meng Chuan's decision. "With your strength, Brother Meng Chuan, you really shouldn't be stuck in such a small place as Blue Star."

"Although the Aurora Starfield cannot compare to those large starfields or super starfields, it is already a vast expanse compared to small starfields like the Milky Way."

"With your cultivation level, you should be able to achieve something there!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiaoyu immediately perked up: "Brother, what about me? I want to go too!"

Meng Chuan glanced at her and shook his head: "You stay."

"Why?!"

Meng Xiaoyu stood up abruptly, her face full of indignation. "Although I'm only at the late stage of the Great Luo realm, far inferior to you! But I now possess the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron and so many spiritual treasures; I can be of help!"

At first, Duan Lingtian didn't take the siblings' argument seriously.

But when he heard Meng Xiaoyu say that she was far inferior to Meng Chuan... he was dumbfounded!

In the later stages of Ronaldo's career, there was still a lot of room for improvement.

Brother Meng Chuan, what level of cultivation do you possess?

At the peak of the Great Luo?

Or perhaps...

Early stage of Immortal Emperor?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously swallowed and felt that his words were a bit presumptuous. If the other party was really an early-stage Immortal Emperor, he would be worthy of being called an ancestor in the Aurora Starfield!

"It is precisely because of your late-stage greatness that you must stay."

Meng Chuan's tone was calm, yet firm and unyielding, "My parents' cultivation level isn't high enough. Although they have the security of the manor and the protection of the Great Xia government, they wouldn't be able to handle it if a powerful being from outside the Milky Way were to descend upon Blue Star. I'll only feel at ease if you stay here."

"With you here, even if we're outmatched, we can at least hold out for a while until I get back as fast as I can!"

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoyu fell silent, then sat back on the swing somewhat sullenly, swayed a couple of times, and reluctantly said, "Then you should come back soon."

"Um."

Meng Chuan responded and then looked at Duan Lingtian: "Brother Duan, what are your plans next?"

Duan Lingtian chuckled self-deprecatingly, "With Xiaoyu around, with my limited cultivation, staying on Blue Star wouldn't be of much help... I'm planning to leave with you, Brother Meng Chuan, but I don't know if that's convenient?"

Meng Chuan shook his head and said, "There's nothing inconvenient about it... Perfect, you can be my guide."

Duan Lingtian sheathed his Wind Chant Sword and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Meng Chuan and Meng Xiaoyu: "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now. Brother Meng Chuan, just let me know before you depart."

"it is good."

After receiving Meng Chuan's response, Duan Lingtian turned around, his figure transforming into a gentle breeze and disappearing into the night.

The courtyard returned to quiet.

Meng Xiaoyu sat on the swing, swinging her legs, and looked at Meng Chuan: "Brother, when are you planning to leave?"

"The day after tomorrow." Meng Chuan picked up his teacup, only to find the tea had gone cold, so he put it down again. "I'll spend another day with Mom and Dad tomorrow, and we'll leave early the day after tomorrow!"

"So fast?"

"Hmm." Meng Chuan stood up. "The sooner I get out, the sooner I can break through... With my current accumulation, once I'm out there, thanks to the abundant spiritual energy and the clear laws of this universe, I'll soon be able to break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint!"

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoyu's gloom vanished, and her eyes lit up. "Brother, you cultivate the Law of Power... If you break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint, which is the peak of Immortal Emperor, wouldn't you become the 'Invincible Immortal Emperor' that Brother Duan talked about?"

"More or less."

Meng Chuan smiled faintly, showing no modesty whatsoever.

"wrong!"

Meng Xiaoyu continued, "Do you still possess the 'God-Slaying Spear,' which is suspected to be comparable to a Great Dao Emperor Weapon, and the 'Thirty-Six Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearls'... as well as fragments of the 'Chaos Pearl,' which is suspected to be comparable to an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon!"

"If you break through to the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, will anyone below the Great Emperor level be your match?"

As she spoke, Meng Xiaoyu herself was so shocked by what she said that she gasped in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan smiled faintly, showing no emotion.

"Okay... I'm going back to my room now."

Meng Chuan turned around, waved to his sister behind him, and walked into the villa without looking back.

Sitting on the swing, Meng Xiaoyu watched his figure disappear into the light of the porch, gently rocked the swing, and whispered, "I wonder when I'll be able to drink your and Houtu's wedding wine..."

The swing swayed gently in the night breeze, making a creaking sound.

The moonlight spilled into the courtyard, coating the pile of innate spiritual treasures that had not yet been put away with a layer of silvery-white luster, like stars scattered on the ground.

The next day, Meng Chuan did not cultivate; he simply spent the entire day at the manor with his parents and sister.

In the morning, he accompanied Wang Xiulan to water the flowers in the garden.

While watering the plants, Wang Xiulan chattered on and on about trivial matters—whose vegetables were cheaper, the neighbor's dog had come over to dig holes again, and the new chef's desserts were too sweet.

Meng Chuan stood to the side listening, occasionally responding with a faint smile on his lips.

At noon, the family sat in the restaurant for lunch.

Meng Shanhe made an exception and didn't drink alcohol. Instead, he kept putting food on Meng Chuan's plate, repeatedly saying, "Eat more."

Meng Xiaoyu watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then Wang Xiulan piled a bunch of food on her plate, making her bowl look like a small mountain.

In the afternoon, Meng Chuan accompanied Meng Shanhe for a walk in the manor.

The father and son walked slowly along the tree-lined path, neither of them speaking, only occasionally glancing at each other before looking away.

When they reached the old locust tree at the end of the manor, Meng Shanhe stopped, patted the rough bark, and remained silent for a while before saying, "It's not like home outside; be careful in everything you do."

Meng Chuan nodded: "I know."

Meng Shanhe didn't say anything more and turned to walk back.

After taking a few steps, he stopped again, his back to Meng Chuan, his voice somewhat muffled: "Alive... come back."

"it is good."

After dinner, Meng Xiaoyu pulled Meng Chuan to sit on the swing in the backyard and asked him how to deal with the two mid-stage Grand Luo cultivators from the Yun family...

"You decide what to do. If you can subdue them, they might be somewhat useful; if not, just kill them!"

Meng Chuan let him choose for himself.

After nightfall, Meng Xiaoyu went back to her room to sleep.

Meng Chuan sat alone on a stone bench in the backyard, holding a cup of tea that had gone cold, gazing blankly at the starry sky.

Tomorrow, he will leave Earth and head to beyond the Milky Way to face a completely unfamiliar world.

This is a step we absolutely must take.

Only by becoming stronger can he find the path back to the primordial world and fulfill his promise!

Someone is waiting for him.

He put down his teacup, stood up, looked up at the Milky Way stretching across the sky, and whispered, "Wait for me."

Then, he turned and walked into the villa.

Behind him, moonlight bathed the courtyard, and a gentle night breeze rustled the treetops, as if someone in the distance was softly responding.