"Father, Mother, this is Sister Qingqing whom I've told you about," Lu Jiaojiao said with a smile as she introduced Xia Qingqing to her parents.

Lu Xingzhou looked at Xia Qingqing with an open and honest gaze, and instantly an invisible pressure seemed to envelop Xia Qingqing, causing her back to break out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Xia Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she had encountered such a dangerous person. He truly lived up to his reputation as a high-level cultivator from the cultivation world. Just one look from him was enough to make her feel suffocated.

Xiao Youling glared at the man playfully: "Lu Xingzhou, that's enough, you've scared this young lady."

Lu Xingzhou calmly withdrew his gaze, looking at his wife with a fawning expression. He really didn't mean to scare her; he had already tried his best to suppress his imposing aura. Who knew that little girl was so timid?

"You should go out first. Qingqing must feel uncomfortable if you stay here," Xiao Youling said, pushing him out of the room.

Lu Xingzhou asked helplessly, "So, I'm really going back?"

Xiao Youling waved her hand dismissively: "Go ahead, I'll be back in a bit."

After Lu Xingzhou left, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sister Qingqing, does my father look scary?" Lu Jiaojiao asked with a smile.

Xia Qingqing nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice: "A little bit, maybe."

Xiao Youling smiled and took her hand: "Qingqing, tell me properly how you transmigrated here."

She remembered that her daughter had asked the so-called system before, saying that the host could not cross time and space, so why was Xia Qingqing in the cultivation world at this time?

"Actually, I don't know either..." Xia Qingqing honestly recounted her experience from beginning to end.

Her attitude towards Xiao Youling carried a subtle respect, or rather, a hint of apprehension.

If she could still find ways to save her life in other planes, she had truly run into a brick wall in the cultivation world. These high-level cultivators could turn her to ashes with a wave of their sleeves. No amount of magic treasures or talismans could withstand such absolute power.

After hearing Xia Qingqing's story, Xiao Youling remained silent. She had originally thought that since Xia Qingqing could come to the world of cultivation, she must have mastered the method of time travel, and perhaps she could return to her original world to take a look.

But Xia Qingqing obviously didn't know what was going on either, let alone how to help her return to her original world.

I wouldn't say I was extremely disappointed, but I was still somewhat upset—the kind of upset that comes from having hope only to have it shattered.

Although Xiao Youling was already several hundred years old, her face was no different from that of a young girl in her late twenties, so Xia Qingqing subconsciously regarded her as her peer.

Since both of them are from the modern era, they have a lot in common.

Xiao Youling rarely talked about her experiences when she first came to this world. Xia Qingqing expressed her deep admiration for her. If it were her, she might have died long ago, let alone become one of the peak masters of Xuantianmen.

Seeing the two chatting happily but unable to join in, Lu Jiaojiao pouted unhappily: "Mommy, Qingqing, neither of you are paying attention to me."

"You little darling, your sister Qingqing and I are having a great chat. Can't you play by yourself for a while?" Xiao Youling chuckled and pinched her daughter's cheek.

"No, I don't want to play alone," Lu Jiaojiao complained with a stern face.

Xia Qingqing said with a smile, "Sister Youling, how about we watch a movie together?"

The title 'Sister Youling' was given to Xia Qingqing by Xiao Youling. Although she had lived for hundreds of years longer than Xia Qingqing, she still didn't want to be called 'Auntie'. That's just how willful she was.

“Well, I haven’t seen a movie in centuries, and the storybooks here aren’t as interesting as those from the 21st century,” Xiao Youling said, her tone tinged with complaint.

There aren't many entertainment options in the cultivation world to begin with, and cultivators live like ascetic monks, neither eating nor sleeping. How can you expect them to invent any entertainment? They all wish they could ascend to immortality on the spot.

Xia Qingqing rummaged through the system's inventory and took out a whole bunch of things, including tablets, popcorn, snacks, fried chicken, drinks, and so on, and placed them on the table.

Then the three of them leaned back on the soft sofa and happily watched a movie.

The movie they watched was a suspense film about a small town where a series of murders suddenly occur, with one person dying every day. No one can leave, and the protagonist and her friends must find the killer before they become the next victims.

The three of them ate popcorn while watching the movie, completely absorbed in the experience. Xiao Youling had long forgotten her promise to Lu Xingzhou that she would go find him soon.

"Sigh, it's definitely more fun to be with my girlfriends. That boring guy is so boring."

Because his wife hadn't returned, Lu Xingzhou, who was checking the situation with his divine sense, overheard her muttering to herself, and his face instantly darkened.

Is he boring? Has his wife started to dislike him?

Lu Xingzhou really wanted to go over and grab that person to question them properly, but he didn't dare, for fear of upsetting that person.

It was already evening when Xiao Youling came out of her daughter's courtyard.

She and Lu Jiaojiao didn't need to sleep, but Xia Qingqing did. So when she started to yawn for the third time, Xiao Youling said goodbye.

"I'm so happy today, Qingqing, I'll come see you again tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, goodnight, Sister Youling."

"Good night".

When Xiao Youling returned to her room, she saw someone sitting upright on the bed in the darkness.

"Xingzhou?" She keenly sensed that Lu Xingzhou's emotions seemed a little off.

Although cultivators can see in the dark, Lu Xingzhou would thoughtfully take out a magic artifact for lighting every time it got dark, because she was used to having the lights on at night. But tonight, the room was pitch black.

Lu Xingzhou responded calmly, "You're back."

"Zhouzhou, what's wrong? You don't seem very happy," Xiao Youling asked, carefully sitting down next to him and hugging his waist.

Lu Xingzhou looked up at her and asked with a hint of grievance, "Am I that boring? Is Lingling starting to dislike me?"

Xiao Youling was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening and grabbed Lu Xingzhou's soft waist: "So, you really are using your divine sense to monitor me again."

Otherwise, how would we know what she said?

"Uh... my wife, I was wrong. I didn't mean to. I was just worried because you haven't come back for so long," Lu Xingzhou quickly admitted.

Xiao Youling snorted: "You're not a child anymore. Look at any other couple, how can you be so clingy?"

Lu Xingzhou lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, Lingling just finds me annoying."

"No, no, what are you thinking about all day? How could I possibly dislike you?" Xiao Youling said helplessly. What's it like to have a husband who's obsessed with love?

A triumphant smile flashed across Lu Xingzhou's eyes: "Then give me a kiss."

Xiao Youling pouted and leaned in to kiss him, but the next second the man flipped her over and pinned her to the bed.

"Lingling," Lu Xingzhou gazed intently at the woman beneath him, his eyes overflowing with deep affection.