I was banned by the Revitalization event.

After speaking.

Qin Shi crawled out of bed and carefully got off.

She was wearing light blue pajamas and pajama bottoms underneath, a short style that resembled safety shorts, exposing her fair legs to the air. The little girl ran over with a pillow in her arms, quickly slipped into the covers, and hugged Qin Luo's waist tightly, giggling softly.

"Don't chase me away, I'm already asleep."

The little girl quickly closed her eyes, and her breathing became steady, as if she had really fallen asleep.

Qin Shi is not the kind of girl who is very refined.

We're closer now.

Her eyelashes were long and curled, and her chin, unlike most classical beauties, was not delicate but rather slightly rounded. Her cheeks also had a touch of baby fat, which made her look sweet and lovely.

Qin Luo originally wanted to send her back.

But he shook his head, put his arm around her slender waist, and closed his eyes.

Only when something is lost and then regained do we understand the value of cherishing it. Being reborn is nothing compared to the loneliness of never having Qin Shi in my life again. It's just being mischievous, nothing more.

"Good night."

Goodnight, brother, hehe.

Qin Shi smiled.

The feeling of falling asleep while holding something is exceptionally comforting and familiar.

Consciousness sinks.

Qin Luo gradually fell asleep.

……

That night, Qin Luo had a very unfamiliar dream.

In my dream, there was a vast, desolate mountain range with towering trees. A giant divine sheep walked in the sky, and pavilions and towers were built against the mountainside.

Right there in the highest attic.

A woman in a long robe, carrying a long sword, sat by the window, holding a cup of tea, her legs swinging gently as she gazed at the distant sky.

"Once I survive the Heavenly Tribulation, nothing in this world can stop me anymore."

The scene suddenly changed.

The woman in the silk dress walked through a deep red canyon. Her long sword was only half an inch out of its sheath when a torrent of sword light surged out, cleaving the huge scaled beast in two at the waist, blood splattering like rain.

"A savage imperial beast? Nothing special."

Another change.

This time it seemed to be in a magnificent hall, with carved railings and painted beams.

Seven or eight women sat at the tea tables on both sides, while the woman from my dream, dressed in finery, sat at the head of the table. She was stunningly beautiful, with a large blue-green sword slung across her back. Her icy aura dominated the entire room, exuding power and majesty.

At last.

The dream suddenly transformed into memories of a past life, and Qin Luo looked at his wife's face, which was so close to his—

A sudden throbbing sensation followed.

Qin Luo woke up.

He slept very soundly, with the small bedside lamp still on and the sky outside just beginning to lighten.

Spring days are short; it's probably around five o'clock now.

Let's look back.

Xia Meng slept on the left, her body curled up, drooling, like a little kitten.

Qin Shi was sleeping on his right side, still in the same position as last night, fast asleep, with one of her long legs pressing down on him.

Rubbed his eyebrows.

Dreams arise from the heart, and Qin Luo didn't know why he was having such a dream...

Could it be that he's hallucinating because he misses his wife so much?

Get up first.

As he got up, Qin Luo suddenly felt a chill. He paused for a moment, then without making a sound, he went to the closet, found a new pair of underwear, and went into the bathroom.

A seventeen-year-old's body.

……

The next few days passed uneventfully for Qin Luo.

During the day, I attend classes, practice the Returning to Origin Technique in my spare time, and spend the evenings with my children. The ordinary and peaceful time slips away especially quickly.

Friday afternoon.

As soon as Qin Luo got home, he saw Tang Yi sitting on the sofa again. The little girl was still dressed in her school uniform. She was holding an exquisite teacup, with her left leg crossed over her right leg. She looked elegant and dignified.

She's still so cute.

"You're back, mortal." The little girl took a sip of tea.

Chapter 32: Preview and Official Version

"Although my cultivation level is not high and I am not as powerful as you were in your previous life, I am now a Transcendent Cultivator. Could you please stop calling me a mortal and give me some basic respect?"

Qin Luo casually hung his schoolbag on the wall while changing his shoes.

After these few encounters, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what kind of person Tang Yi was in his previous life. The sect leader of the Xianlan Sect—that sounded like an incredible position. Such powerful people often thought they were amazing and took it for granted that they looked down on others.

But we're just ordinary people...

That sounds so unfamiliar.

"Does someone who has attained divine power in this world deserve to be called a cultivator?" Tang Yi took a sip of tea. "Their crude cultivation methods show no understanding of the essence of the Heavenly Dao, and their pitiful use of spiritual energy makes them no different from beasts without intelligence; they are nothing but brute force."

"Alright, impressive Sect Leader Tang, what is your cultivation level now?"

Qin Luo was amused.

Go to the restroom to get a broom and clean up.

It's quite interesting to listen to a sixth-grade girl reasoning with me.

"...That's not important."

Tang Yi turned her head away. "I gave you three days. Did you inquire about the rare and precious materials I wanted?"

"No." Qin Luo was very straightforward.

"Why?" Tang Yi's eyes widened slightly, a little angry.

"I have to go to school," Qin Luo shrugged. "You know how demanding high school courses are. School is over in a short while, and the college entrance exam is next year. If I don't get into a top school, how will I earn money to support you?"

"The course is demanding, but I have to... no, who needs you to support me!" Tang Yi's face flushed red.

Qin Luo burst into laughter.

He was laughing so hard he was coughing.

Tang Yi pouted, almost in tears from anger, and grabbed a pillow from the sofa to throw at him.

They stole her spiritual energy and dared to mock her!

"You absorbed my spiritual energy, so you have to make it up to me. No slacking off... Do you hear me? Stop laughing! If you laugh again, I'll hit you!"

"Stop laughing, stop laughing..."

Qin Luo coughed twice, picked up his cup and took a sip of water, but still had a smile on his face.

He suddenly remembered something.

"According to you, are the cultivators in another world even more powerful than those ten years from now? Could they really fly on swords and ascend to heaven in broad daylight?"

"of course."

The little girl sat down sullenly and crossed her legs.

“In this world, cultivators at the Taixu level only have a lifespan of about five hundred years. Over there, even Foundation Establishment cultivators have a lifespan longer than that. The most important thing for cultivators is their understanding of heaven and earth. The stronger a cultivator is, the closer they are to nature and the more they become one with it. With good aptitude, it is common to reach Foundation Establishment in thirty to fifty years. Those with poor aptitude may never even touch the threshold of Qi Refining in their entire lives.”

Those Tai Xu from my past life, I only needed three to five years to cultivate them.

Without any understanding of the Dao, what's the point of such a realm? It's as weak as a bunch of chicks.

"That's amazing."

Qin Luo was drinking water, somewhat surprised.

Foundation Establishment grants a lifespan of five hundred years...

If one were to attain divine power and transcend the void, wouldn't they be immortal for a thousand years, and even eternal life in the face of heavenly tribulations?

"Scared now? You only pile up spiritual energy without comprehending the Dao of Heaven. In my eyes, you human cultivators are as foolish and naive as ants. I only need to regain 0.0001% of my power to crush you all easily." Finally finding an opportunity to mock Qin Luo, Tang Yi sipped her tea smugly, gently pinching a small gap between her fingers, comparing him to that little worm.

Qin Luo nodded, still wanting more.

He didn't feel much ridicule, but he did learn something new; there's always someone better.

At this time.

Qin Luo was suddenly taken aback. He looked at the little girl sitting there drinking tea again, somewhat incredulous. "So, in your past life you were at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm... So how old are you exactly?"

He always thought that the Heavenly Tribulation and the Great Void were similar.

For more than ten years.

I went up there very casually.

Judging from this, could she be an ancient monster?

"The girl's age is a secret, but it's okay to tell you, she's 950."

Tang Yi slightly raised her chin.

To be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation is a talent that is one in ten thousand, and to become a supreme Heavenly Tribulation expert at over nine hundred years old is to be a genius among geniuses.

This guy is slow to react and shows no respect or admiration for the strong. It seems that only by showing a portion of his strength and making him realize the huge gap between them will he be filled with longing, put away his frivolous attitude, and treat her, a great cultivator, properly.