Mu Weiliang, Qianxun, and Qingxuan Divine Lord stayed at the Rong residence for about half a month before preparing to return. Firstly, Mu Weiliang and Qianxun had not yet become gods, and secondly, it was also good to let Feng Muwan cultivate in Qingxuan's space first. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a good thing if their cultivation levels were too far behind those of the gods when they returned to the God Realm.
"Don't worry, everyone. I am fully aware of everything that is happening while you are cultivating in my spatial barrier. You don't need to worry about not being able to contact me or any danger. Also, cultivating in the spatial barrier means you will be in a closed state for three to five years, or even seven or eight years. Please be patient."
When Feng Qinghuang heard Qingxuan say this, her heart, which had been clenched with worry, finally settled down. As long as her daughter was safe, that was all that mattered.
"From now on, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Wanwan."
Qingxuan flicked his whisk: "You flatter me. He is my only disciple, so of course I will do my best for him."
Then, Qingxuan came to Rong Fengnian and Rong Fengyu's side, swept his whisk over them, and the two brothers didn't feel anything, so Qingxuan put away his whisk.
Feng Qinghuang looked at Qingxuan with suspicion, but Qingxuan just smiled mysteriously and didn't explain further.
"The time has come, everyone take care."
Goodbye, Father and Mother.
"Goodbye, junior sister/grandmother."
A door appeared in the clouds, and Qingxuan led Feng Muwan and the other two into the air, disappearing from sight.
Feng Qinghuang turned to look at her two sons, wanting to check what Qingxuan had just done, but after looking for a long time, she couldn't find anything strange.
"Feng Nian and Feng Yu, is there anything wrong with you?"
Both of them shook their heads at the same time: "Without our mother, we feel energetic and have inexhaustible strength."
Rong Qi gently comforted her, "Jiaojiao, don't worry, Lord Qingxuan shouldn't do anything to them. Think about it, if a demigod wanted to harm them, would he need to go to such great lengths? I think Lord Qingxuan probably thinks our two sons are promising talents, so he wants to enlighten them."
Feng Qinghuang looked at him with a strange expression. Who gave him such confidence? Her daughter was the only one with a chaotic spiritual root, and her two sons were also promising talents. So you've taken all the advantages? Why don't you just fly to the heavens!
However, Feng Qinghuang didn't want to discourage his blind confidence, so she decided to leave it at that. Anyway, she hadn't noticed anything wrong with her son.
"Father, Mother, Uncle, Aunt, we still have to go to the academy later, so you should rest at home."
Murong Wan nodded: "Alright, Huang'er, you don't need to worry about us. Just do what you need to do. Your father and I are going back to the Feng family soon. Your uncle's fiftieth birthday is in a few days, so don't forget."
Feng Qinghuang nodded and extended her hand to Rong Yuqing and Feng Yubai: "Yuqing and Yubai, come on, let's go back to the academy with your aunt. Brother and sister-in-law, please take good care of our little princess. Princess Qingchen, goodbye to your aunt and uncle."
Three-year-old Feng Qingchen was being held in her grandfather Rong Yuan's arms, being incredibly well-behaved. As she watched her aunt and brothers leave, she looked as if she was about to burst into tears.
Feng Qingchen pouted and said, "Auntie, goodbye brothers. When Qingchen is a little older, I can study with my brothers."
Hearing Rong Yuan's tearful voice, he felt extremely distressed: "My dear Chenchen, don't cry, okay? Grandpa and Grandma are with you. Those naughty older brothers are going to study and cultivate so that they can protect our Chenchen in the future, right?"
Feng Qingchen wiped away her tears with her small hands: "Why doesn't Grandpa go to cultivate? Doesn't Grandpa protect Chenchen?"
Rong Yuan........
My dear grandson, what kind of question is that? Your grandfather is so old, I'm completely stumped by your question!
The others burst into laughter at Rong Yuan's embarrassed expression.
Rong Yuan glared at them, then looked at Feng Qingchen with a smile.
“My dear Chenchen, Grandpa doesn’t need to cultivate. He can protect Chenchen perfectly well right now. What Grandpa just said was that when you grow up, Grandpa will be old and might not be able to protect Chenchen anymore. That’s when we’ll need your naughty older brothers to protect us.”
Feng Qinghuang pouted and cried again: "Then Chenchen won't grow up, and won't need her brothers to protect her anymore, and Grandpa won't get old either."
Everyone except the little ones was moved by Feng Qingchen's words.
Rong Yuan didn't know how to answer for a moment, as if something was stuck in his throat.
Lin Yiran, who was standing next to him, sniffed, glared at him, and took Feng Qingchen from his arms.
"Look at what you're saying! You've made Chen'er cry. Don't cry, Chen'er. Grandma's here. Grandma will take you to see the flowers, okay?"
When Feng Qingchen heard that her grandmother was taking her to see the flowers, she immediately stopped crying.
"Okay, let's look at the flowers." She loves those colorful flowers the most.
Lin Yiran ignored everyone else and carried Feng Qingchen towards the backyard, with Rong Yuan naturally following behind.
Seeing this, the others also dispersed.
After sending Murong Wan and Feng Qingcang back to the Feng family, Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi took the children and headed towards the academy.
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