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In the cultivation world, time was a strange thing.
For mortals, five years was enough for children to grow, for kingdoms to rise and fall, and for countless lives to begin and end.
For cultivators, however, time gradually lost its meaning.
A single secluded cultivation session could consume many months without anyone noticing.
A moment of enlightenment could quietly stretch across several years.
One major breakthrough could cause entire decades to disappear like a passing dream.
Before anyone truly realized it, five years had quietly passed.
Mount Skyhowl had also changed greatly during those years.
The mountain was no longer merely a mountain.
Its vast territory had expanded countless times over, and the countless buildings spread across its slopes made it resemble a cluster of thriving cities rather than a single cultivation peak.
Standing high above the Fang family estate, Lin Zhaoyue silently looked over everything below.
Her gaze swept across the endless streets, the bustling markets, the towering pavilions, and the countless disciples moving throughout the territory.
A warm feeling slowly rose within her heart.
She might have once been the Beast Ancestor in her previous life, possessing power that could shake entire worlds.
Even so, nothing from her past gave her the same sense of accomplishment she felt at this moment.
A faint smile gradually appeared on her face.
Beside her, Fang Qingyue raised her head and looked at Lin Zhaoyue.
Five years had passed, and the little girl had already grown into a beautiful young teenager.
The moment she saw that smile, her eyes immediately brightened.
"Mommy, you’re smiling very beautifully right now."
Lin Zhaoyue lowered her head and looked at her daughter.
A trace of amusement appeared in her eyes.
"I smile all the time. Don’t you think those smiles are beautiful too?"
Fang Qingyue shook her head honestly.
"No, Mother. Those smiles are usually scary."
She pointed toward Lin Zhaoyue’s face.
"I like the smile you’re making right now."
Lin Zhaoyue stared at her for a moment before reaching out and gently rubbing the girl’s head.
Fang Qingyue immediately revealed a satisfied expression.
Lin Zhaoyue then lifted her gaze once more and looked toward the distant scenery below.
After a few moments, her eyes slowly shifted toward a secluded cultivation chamber not far away.
The stone doors remained tightly shut.
Five years earlier, Fang Yuan had entered that room for closed-door cultivation.
Since then, he had not stepped outside even once.
Suddenly, Fang Qingyue’s eyes widened.
"Mommy! Father is coming out! Let’s go!"
She immediately grabbed Lin Zhaoyue’s sleeve and began pulling excitedly.
Within the entire realm, perhaps only Fang Qingyue and Fang Lian possessed the courage to behave so casually around her.
Lin Zhaoyue paid no attention to her daughter’s actions.
The moment she heard that Fang Yuan was about to leave seclusion, all of her attention had already shifted elsewhere.
In fact, she moved before Fang Qingyue could even finish speaking.
Her figure disappeared instantly.
Unfortunately for her, Fang Qingyue was the World Will itself.
No matter how quickly Lin Zhaoyue moved, Fang Qingyue still arrived first.
The young girl proudly placed her hands on her hips and lifted her chin.
"I got here first."
Lin Zhaoyue glanced at her daughter before calmly smoothing her sleeves.
"It was never a race."
Fang Qingyue immediately nodded. freēwebnovel.com
"Of course, Mother. I trust you completely."
Lin Zhaoyue nodded in satisfaction.
Both of them knew better but neither bothered exposing the other.
At that moment, a deep rumbling sound echoed from the cultivation chamber.
The tightly sealed stone doors slowly began to move.
Dust drifted into the air and the formations carved across the walls gradually dimmed.
The heavy doors opened inch by inch before finally revealing the figure hidden inside for the last five years.
Fang Yuan slowly stepped forward.
The moment he emerged from seclusion, he took a deep breath.
Fresh air filled his lungs and a faint smile appeared on his face.
After remaining inside a cultivation chamber for five uninterrupted years, even something as simple as breathing the outside air felt refreshing.
Lin Zhaoyue stared at him and her eyes slowly widened.
A trace of disbelief appeared on her face and with a voice that was barely above a whisper.
"Husband... How?"
Fang Qingyue also stared at Fang Yuan.
A guilty expression gradually appeared on her face and she lowered her head slightly.
"Father... I’m sorry, I didn’t have enough to push you into the spirit severing realm."
Fang Yuan suddenly turned in surprise, in his excitement over finally leaving seclusion, he had failed to notice the two immediately.
"Ah, there you two are."
Regaining his composure, he immediately walked over with a smile and reached out to gently pat Qingyue in her head.
"It’s not your fault. I’m simply stuck at my bottleneck. What I lack now isn’t spiritual energy but a catalyst."
Only after saying that did he properly examine Fang Qingyue.
The little girl had truly grown.
The child who used to cling to his robes had become a beautiful young lady without him even realizing it.
Fang Yuan smiled warmly.
"Look at you, you’ve grown up very beautifu—"
His voice suddenly stopped as a dangerous feeling appeared behind him.
Fang Yuan slowly turned his head to find Lin Zhaoyue smiling.
Unfortunately, he knew that smile very well.
A bead of cold sweat almost formed on his forehead.
Right. His wife was the overly possessive type.
Fang Yuan immediately corrected himself.
"There, there."
He gently wrapped an arm around Lin Zhaoyue’s shoulder.
"No matter how beautiful our daughter becomes, you’re still the most beautiful one."
Lin Zhaoyue’s smile instantly became genuine.
Meanwhile, Fang Qingyue stared at him in disbelief.
"Hey!"
She immediately protested.
"How can you say that? I’m more beautiful than mother."
Well, who could really blame her?
Over the past five years, Fang Qingyue had been raised almost entirely by Lin Zhaoyue.
Whether it was her cultivation, daily life, or countless small moments in between, Lin Zhaoyue had always been there for her.
Meanwhile, Fang Yuan had spent most of that time in closed-door cultivation.
Strictly speaking, he possessed little more than the title of father.
After spending so many years at Lin Zhaoyue’s side, it was only natural that some of her habits had rubbed off on the girl.
In fact, the confidence with which Fang Qingyue declared herself more beautiful than her mother felt strangely familiar.
Fang Yuan could almost see Lin Zhaoyue’s shadow behind her.
Fang Yuan opened his mouth. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
"Uh... both of you are—"
His voice suddenly stopped and he quietly closed his mouth as a realization suddenly appeared within his heart.
Sometimes, no response was the wisest response.
