The Door to Cultivation (4)

"Heavens! Is that who I think it is?" An excited voice came from behind them. When Long Yuan'an turned, he saw a pretty woman rushing towards them. She was wearing a fluttering white robe with pink smudges at the hem. Her black, long hair was tied into a dumpling on both sides of her head, with the rest of the hair let loose underneath.

Unfortunately, what she looked like only reminded little Yuan'an of a certain kung-fu girl from a matriarchal family that can change into a cat with a splash of cold water. Mn, even her voice sounds alike. Hope she has better personality, though.

"Greetings, senior sister Xue." Long Tianyue nodded in greeting politely. But the woman ignored him, and rushed towards Huang Feiyun.

"Xiaoyun! Long time no see! How are you? Have you eaten? Oh, right, I heard you just gave birth a while ago. Congratulations! Where's the baby? Let me see the baby!"

A barrage of questions were thrown towards Huang Feiyun, but the smile on her face was still as usual. She held the woman's hands, and directed her towards Long Tianyue and Long Yuan'an. Calmly, she spoke:

"I'm fine, sister Xue. We have just arrived, but we have had lunch in the flying ship before. Thank you for your thought. And, it's been 4 years. My baby son has turned into a toddler now,"

Long Tianyue held his son in his arms, then said:

"Xiao'an, that is my martial senior sister, Xue Xiannǔ [1]. She's the current head of Mysterious Star Sect. Senior sister Xue, my and Yunyun's son, Yuan'an."

Xue Xiannǔ? That's a very.... unique name.

"Yuan'an greets Fairy Xue," Long Yuan'an made a gesture with his hands and bowed a little to show respect.

Seeing his adorable and obedient look, Fairy Xue immediately felt her heart being clenched. Long Yuan'an inherited most of his father's good looks, but he has a pair of big, starry eyes like his mother. With the nourishments from countless healthy and nutritious food made from the servant of the family, the little boy was raised a bit chubby. With pale porcelain skin and the pink blushes on his cheeks, he looked exactly like a steamed bun!

Where did this little angel descended from! Xue Xiannǔ thought. Her hands were itching to get a hold of that adorable cheeks and give a bite, or even a pinch is fine. The baby in front of her was so cute she could feel her heart melting!

"Sister Xue?" Huang Feiyun's voice suddenly brought her out of her stupor. Xue Xiannǔ looked at her, then looked at the toddler in Long Tianyue's arms. Trying to feign calmness, she cleared her throat with a few cough and held both of Long Yuan'an hands. With sparkling eyes, she smiled at the boy.

"Little Yuan'an, is it? Nice to meet you. You don't need to call me Xue Fairy, just call me Aunty Xue. I am your father's martial senior sister. This means that you're also my nephew."

"'Senior sister, Xiao'an is not a member of the sect. He has no need to follow the rules of the sect." Long Tianyue interjected, then quickly said to Long Yuan'an: "Son, my senior sister is more than 100 years older than me. Just call her..... Granny Xue."

Immediately, a bright light flashed, and Long Tianyue with a calm face continued holding his son. Long Yuan'an face was pressed to his father's chest, so he couldn't see the murderous look that appeared on Xue Xiannǔ's face at the moment. The woman held a thin long sword in her arms, pressing to break through Long Tianyue's shield formation in front of her.

"Damn you, Long Tianyue! How dare you call me granny?!? You're getting more cheeky just because your strength is above me now, isn't it? You're not afraid I'll expose your secret?" Xue Xiannǔ gritted her teeth. This kid was serious and obedient when he was as big as his son, but as time passed, he became cheeky and always use her age to provoke her anger! Even if time and age means nothing to immortal cultivator, which women whose beauty can topple countries will like being called a granny?!?!

Thankfully, she also kept a few handles to herself. If Long Tianyue was being too much, she will threaten him with a few secrets she knew to stop him. Sure enough, hearing her threat, Long Tianyue immediately paled. a few moments later, Long Yuan'an heard his father said with a grave expression:

"My esteemly honourable senior sister, no, Honourable Sect Master, please forgive the cheekiness of this martial disciple!"

Xue Xiannǔ snorted. This martial junior brother of hers is a genius cultivator, but deep inside, he had a disappointing personality. His only saving grace was his expressionless poker face, but that will crumble the moment he sees his loved ones. When younger, he was obsessed with the path of the sword, hence didn't talk much and his disappointing personality can't be seen by the naked eyes. But who would have ever thought that one serious hit on the head could turn him into someone with a pit in his head...

Ay, have to say, fate is really something ah! (´Д｀;;)

On the way back to Cloudy Moon Peak, Long Tianyue said dejectedly to his son: "Son, in life, you can only bow to 3 women; the woman who raised you, the woman whom you marry, gives birth to your children and raises them for you, and lastly your daughter. Your father I have bowed to two, although I am hoping not to bow to the last, having a daughter is a really tempting subject so I shall not refuse if the time ever comes. Anyway, just remember to respect the two women above and the last one will be easy to handle. Understand?"

Although Long Yuan'an couldn't really understand what his father meant, he still nodded.

The woman who raised you is either your mother or your sister; she knows all your embarrassing secrets so if you don't respect her you'll get the worst embarrassment you could ever think of.

The woman you marry is your wife; she sacrificed her life to give birth to your children, so should be respected.

The last woman to bow to, according to his father's advice, is your daughter. Long Yuan'an was a bit confused with this sentence. Although some families will love having daughters, that doesn't mean that only daughters will be favored. Instead, sons are valued more since the surname can be inherited.

But guessing from Long Tianyue's way of doting on his wife and child, the most likely reason he'll bow to his daughter was only because he'll be spoiling her to the high heavens. Thinking about his (currently non-existent) future siblings, the little boy already felt a headache. Should he be grateful that his mother still have some sensibility despite being a workaholic? Maybe he should consult his mother to give him a younger brother instead of a younger sister...

At the same time, Huang Feiyun.

"Acchooo!"

.....Is there someone talking bad about me? (눈_눈)