Perhaps due to the merits he had accumulated, although the area around his divine status remained empty, all the other internal injuries had completely healed.
He looked inward and found that his body had indeed recovered.
Seeing his actions, Song Tingwan smiled knowingly, "Congratulations, Father, your old ailment has also been cured."
Song Chaoxuan sighed with emotion: "It was all earned for me by my two precious daughters through countless acts of merit."
As a father, he also had to work hard to raise two children.
"What nonsense are you talking about, Father? By the way, the heirloom jade inside A Yao's body has been returned to Yun Que Underground, and we have been able to talk to Mother."
Upon hearing this, Song Chaoxuan's attention was indeed diverted by her.
"Oh? She must have scolded me, right?"
When his wife was mentioned, Song Chaoxuan's eyes unconsciously lit up with a smile.
He acted as if he had expected this, which made the two sisters laugh.
Song Tingwan rubbed her sore eyes. "Time was tight, so when I mentioned Father, I only said 'that bastard,' which wasn't really an insult."
Song Siyao nodded. "It doesn't sound like it to me either."
Song Chaoxuan hissed, then looked at the two of them and laughed, "What, you're on your mother's side now that I've missed a hundred years?"
He clenched his fist and coughed lightly twice, feigning weakness, which made the two sisters laugh.
"Father is actually jealous of Mother." Song Tingwan and her sister exchanged a smile.
The family chatted and laughed as they walked out, just like they had been a century ago.
Song Chaoxuan knew what they had been through, but still asked them with heartache how they had been doing all these years.
The sisters paused in their laughter and fell silent.
Song Siyao glanced at her older sister silently, "After being resurrected, my older sister is doing very well every day."
Song Chaoxuan sighed, "Poor Ayao."
He and Awan both died, leaving her alone to bear all of this.
The old father was so heartbroken that tears welled up in his eyes, making Song Siyao feel a little embarrassed.
"It's not bitter."
"You're back, and it was all worth it."
At least she wasn't left alone in the world, suffering and helpless.
That's already a fortunate thing.
Song Siyao is easily satisfied.
Seeing her older sister and father standing safely before her, she was already very content.
Song Tingwan looked at her tenderly, "Our Ayao is my best little sister."
Song Chaoxuan looked at them with affection, and finally his gaze fell on his youngest daughter.
"After hardship comes happiness, and good days are ahead."
According to his divination, the matter of ascension was an auspicious omen.
Ascension is not easy, and the process must have been difficult, but the result is good, which is already a cause for celebration.
The family walked and stopped frequently, eventually leaving the restricted area.
The three stood on the sunlit altar.
Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, Song Chaoxuan felt as if he had been transported to another world.
"A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I can understand Awan's feelings."
Song Tingwan tugged at her father's sleeve and shook it, "Then Father, please don't abandon me and Ayao, and Mother, anymore."
"You can tell she harbors a lot of resentment towards you."
Song Siyao watched her older sister act coquettishly with curiosity; this was a rare sight for her.
Song Tingwan met her sister's gaze and subconsciously let go of her hand.
Missing her father so much, she suddenly forgot about her sister.
The gentle woman withdrew her hand, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and smiled dignifiedly.
Song Siyao suppressed the smile on her lips and looked away.
The old father looked at the two of them and smiled with satisfaction.
He didn't say many things, but he felt sorry for his two daughters in his heart.
Fortunately, the eldest daughter did not die as a sacrifice.
His youngest daughter did not suffer a devastating loss of her loved one.
He was grateful to the Heavenly Dao of this world for giving him a second chance at life.
Looking at the blinding sunlight, Song Chaoxuan sent his grateful thoughts into the sky along with a wisp of spiritual energy.
He was then given a refreshing breeze.
As Song Chaoxuan basked in the gentle breeze, Song Tingwan and Song Siyao glanced at their father with a knowing look in their eyes, but neither of them spoke.
On the way home, Song Chaoxuan covered his head and looked at his two daughters expectantly, saying, "I suddenly feel a little weak, please put an invisibility talisman on me, Awan."
The thought of having to greet countless clansmen later made him feel exhausted.
Song Tingwan smiled and indulged her father, obediently using invisibility talismans on all three of them.
Passing by the bustling streets, we finally stopped in front of our own courtyard.
"Father, the calamity of the evil realm destroyed the entire six realms, including the Hidden Cloud Village."
Noticing her father's probing look as he stood at the door, Song Siyao realized that the front door had also been changed, so she began to explain.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan sighed and added, "Everything in the house was destroyed and turned to ashes. Later, Shen Zhuochuan and the others helped to restore it, and it was restored to about 70 or 80 percent of its original state."
The two sisters looked somewhat sad, but Song Chaoxuan chuckled and said, "What's the big deal? A hundred years have passed, just consider it a renovation."
A place is a home when your family is there.
As long as both daughters are safe and sound, these are all minor matters.
Song Chaoxuan pushed open the door.
The three of them immediately smelled an enticing aroma of food.
Song Chaoxuan looked at his youngest daughter on the left, then at his eldest daughter on the right, and pointed in the direction from which the aroma of food was coming, saying, "Did you prepare this in advance?"
After a moment of surprise, Song Siyao shook her head knowingly.
Song Tingwan held her father's hand and pulled him inside, saying, "It should be my little apprentice and the others."
"Let's go and see what good stuff they've prepared."
Song Chaoxuan's face remained cheerful the entire way, and he naturally cooperated by walking forward.
The three of them disappeared, and Qin Xi and the other three sat at the table, all looking at the doorway.
Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi rested their chins on their hands, gazing longingly towards the doorway.
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