also spoke, "Indeed, it can only be the power of the physical body!"Since Gingercloud emerged from his ten-year seclusion, he relied primarily on his powerful physique in combat. Because of his formi...This is a world that appears perfectly ordinary.

The world's landmass isn't too large, housing over a hundred cities of varying sizes and a population exceeding billions.

However, if a cultivator were to come here and cover this world with their divine sense, they would discover that none of the living beings residing here are cultivators or demons.

Not even a single monster beast could be found, all were merely ordinary humans and common beasts!

Here, a world where there is no such thing as monasticism!

In the southwestern part of this world, there stands a steep mountain. At its foot lies a small village.

In the village, there were twenty or thirty simple houses, with about a hundred villagers living there.

Deep in the village, within an ordinary house, lived a couple.

Although the husband was handsome and imposing, and the wife elegant and graceful, with a gentle and virtuous disposition, they both dressed in extremely simple clothes, just like common farmers born and raised in the countryside.

Especially this woman, her appearance, was actually quite similar to Ginger Cloud by five or six points!

It is this middle-aged man who is speaking right now.

Hearing his words, the woman who was sitting there mending her clothes with needle and thread suddenly shivered. The needle in her hand pricked her finger, drawing a drop of blood.

But the woman was oblivious, completely frozen in place.

But then, her eyes lit up, she dropped the clothes in her hand, and in one stride she came to the man's side. She reached out and grabbed his arm tightly, her voice trembling as she asked, "Really Did you see him"

The man also reached out and gently pressed his hand on the woman's palm, wiping away the blood at her fingertips. He nodded and said, "I see!"

As the man admitted, the woman's breathing became rapid. She took several deep breaths before asking, "How old is he What does he look like Is he like you, or like me"

The man smiled wryly and shook his head. "How old am I I don't really know. I only glanced at some of his memories, nothing in depth."

"Anyway, he looks quite young. As for his appearance, of course, he resembles you!"

The woman seemed completely frozen, her eyes glazed over as she stared at the man.

>After a long time, she finally let out a long sigh from her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes. A satisfied and relieved smile appeared on her face as she said: "My son is just like his mother!"

As soon as the words left her lips, a slight change appeared on the woman's face. "Since you saw him, it means he has already integrated at least 30% of his original bloodline, and should have entered the Realm of Heavenly Gatherings," she said.

Has his identity been exposed Have those from the Heavenly Patrol found him and caused trouble Come on, tell me everything in detail!

Of course, this couple are Ginger Cloud's parents!

Although the divine consciousness of Jiang Qiuyang left in Jiang Yunhun's body couldn't possibly know the situation of his main body, as the main body, he could certainly know the situation of the divine consciousness.

Even for all that Jian Xiuming experienced, including his conversations with Jiang Yun, Jian Qiu Yang knew everything clearly.

Hearing the woman's follow-up question, Jiang Qiuyang sighed and said, "That's right, he entered the Zhutian Collection Domain, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Heavenly Defying Realm!"

"I don't know why, but his origins have been exposed. When my divine sense appeared, he was trapped in a formation by someone."

Ginger Cloud's mother clutched Ginger Autumn Yang's arm tightly, her eyes that were still glistening with tears suddenly radiated two icy beams. She said coldly, "Zen Que, back then we should have killed him!"

Although she didn't know what happened afterwards, Jiang Qiuyang's spiritual awareness awakened at that moment. At least she could be sure that her son was still alive.

Jiang Qiuyang reached out and patted the woman's hand lightly, "Don't worry, that kid won't let the opportunity slip away!"

Next, Jiang Qiuyang detailed his conversation with Jiang Yun, as well as all his experiences.

Though Ginger Yun's mother listened quietly throughout, her expression constantly shifted with his experiences. Sometimes she worried, sometimes she felt joy, and sometimes she shed tears.

After Jiang Qiuyang finished speaking, she fell silent. Jiang Qiuyang didn't disturb her, his gaze fixed on the open door, also lost in thought.

Once again, a long while passed before Ginger Cloud's mother spoke, "Did you tell him too much"

If Ginger Cloud could hear her mother say this, she would surely laugh and cry.

His own father, besides a legend and something about the Netherworld, hadn't said anything else. And in his mother's view, he had even said too much.

Jiang Qiuyang also shook his head and said, "The matter of nightmare beasts was something I didn't want to say, but I didn't expect him to already have the markings of a nightmare beast, and he even felt the true power of Wan Huan's illusion. Therefore, it is necessary for him to know."

As for the secrets of the lower realm, I presume figures like Xun Tian have already noticed them. Telling him to be wary is a good thing!

Ginger Cloud's mother nodded. "That makes sense, but the last thing you said was a bit too pushing!"

"The child has already gone through so much hardship, and you're still urging him to become stronger as soon as possible Hmph, if something were to happen to the child, I wouldn't let the Jiang family get away with it!"

When the word "Ginger" was mentioned, both husband and wife simultaneously closed their mouths as if it were some kind of taboo.

Just then, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Qiuyang, Qiuyang, are you in the house!"

Here I am!

As Ginger Qiu Yang agreed, he gently squeezed his wife's hand, stood up, and walked out.

Outside, stood an old man with a cane. His hair was as white as snow, and his face, though creased with wrinkles and wearing a smile, betrayed a deep sadness in its expression.

Looking at the old man, Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said, "Elder Shen, how come you have time to visit me"

The old man looked deeply at Jiang Qiuyang with his cloudy eyes, and his smile deepened: "Nothing much, I don't know if it's because my time is running out, but lately, I've been able to dream about things from the past. So, I want to chat with you two while I still can move."

"Haha!" Jiang Qiuyang couldn't help but burst into laughter. "What a coincidence! I was just thinking about going to you, and I didn't expect you to come find me first."

"Oh" the elder raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you need from me"

"Come in and speak!"

After Ginger Qiuyang finished speaking, he turned and walked back into the house, just in time to meet his wife's suspicious gaze.

Jiang QiuYang grinned at her and winked, "Why don't you brew a pot of tea Let's have a good chat with Lao Shen."

"No trouble at all!"

Shén Lǎo had already walked in using a cane and without any politeness, he plopped himself down at the table and said: "Let's get straight to it, what do you want from me"

Jiang Qiuyang pulled his wife and sat opposite Shen Lao, smiling and saying: "Shen Lao, I remember you mentioned to me before that you have three brothers, right"

Shen Lao's face hardened instantly, but he quickly recovered his composure and said: "What's the matter Is it about this"

"That's right," Old Shen sighed. "I do have three brothers, but after so many years, I don't even know if they're still alive or not."

Jiang Qiuyang smiled and said, "I don't know about that. Could Lao Shen tell me the names of your three senior brothers"

Shen Lao's turbid eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashing in them. "Qiuyang, why have you suddenly become interested in my fellow disciples"

Jiang Qiuyang still smiled and said: "When Lao Shen tells me the names of your three senior brothers, I will naturally give Lao Shen a satisfactory explanation!"

After a moment of silence, Lao Shen slowly closed his eyes and said, "My elder brother is not very well-known, but my two younger brothers are quite famous. You should have heard of them."

"Especially my youngest little disciple, whose surname is Gu and given name...is Immortal!" terrifying heights. The tens of thousands of sea tribe people were all unsteady on their feet, being blown about and stumbling backward in disarray.Even at the hands of the Four Young Masters, if not...