Many descendants

"Why is my disciple not saying anything?" Master Qing asked Su Yan.

Su Yan looked up at him, "Master is only partially conscious now, can he defeat Taotie? It's a vicious divine beast after all."

"You'll find out soon enough. After you kill the Taotie, go back to the Spirit Realm. The Asura Realm isn't good for your body and soul, unless you want to become a demon."

"I understand, Master. I'm counting on you!" Su Yan could also sense that she was fine at first, but now she felt her breathing was becoming somewhat labored.

[Host, pick up the Divine Bloodstone on the ground. There's a pair of white mushrooms on the withered tree ahead; they're also divine-grade fruits. Remember to collect them.]

"We must take it!" Su Yan, disguised as a white mouse, scurried towards the withered tree.

Master Qing's illusory figure looked at her, "Disciple, you wouldn't happen to be the reincarnation of the Treasure-Spitting Rat, would you?"

"What is a treasure-spitting rat?" Su Yan picked a white mushroom, turned around to make sure there were no more, and then continued walking.

"The Treasure-Spitting Rat is an ancient and rare beast that loves to collect rare and precious materials. It was a favorite pet of the ancient gods, but it is very rare to see one."

“I’m pretty sure I’m not,” Su Yan replied. “I collect these things to raise my child. If I were just an ordinary human, I wouldn’t even know there are worlds beyond worlds, let alone pick up these things.”

"Hehe, I forgot, my disciple's soul is a human spirit. Let's go, there are still many treasures ahead," Master Qing said to Su Yan.

"Okay." Su Yan continued running forward, following the oil lamp.

Wherever the oil lamp was placed, she would scavenge around it, collecting all sorts of rare and precious materials into her spatial storage and handing them over to Xiao Mei to collect data and register them into the database.

"Master, if time has been reversed by ten thousand years, is there still any remnant of your consciousness in your tomb?"

"Yes. After we leave here, go back to Floating World Island. I need that remnant of my consciousness." The reason he had been following her was to wait for this opportunity!

"Two disabled people, do you know how to fight?"

"It will merge!"

"Then is Master still Master?"

"Of course, your master will always be your master, so you must take good care of him."

"...Then can I have another one, your burial goods?"

"Yes, I've given them all to my disciple."

"Thank you, Master."

Su Yan was happy and ran even faster.

"Are you the reincarnation of the treasure-spitting rat?"

"……no."

"Master thinks my disciple looks very much like him."

"Master, I really didn't mean it."

……

After regaining his memories, Ming Linyuan felt a great sense of pride and triumph!

Holding tightly to Manman, who was struggling to break free from her father's embrace, and Xiao Shiyi, who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, along with the three baby pikas, Yuxuan, Yushishi, and Faser, they arrived at Phoenix Valley.

Now, Madam Ming had no choice but to let him into the valley.

"This is your granddaughter Manman, whose full name is Ming Yuzhen. She is currently at the early stage of the Saint Rank! Manman calls her Grandmother."

"Saint-level! Heavens..." Madam Ming stared in utter shock at the grayish, ugly bird before her... She knew all too well that female Ghost Phoenixes looked like this gray goose and ugly duckling when they were young, and Manman looked exactly like her when she was young, just like seeing another version of herself. How could she not love it?

He immediately put the family heirloom Fengxi bracelet on Manman's neck ring.

Manman was also very happy to see Madam Ming and rushed into her arms, saying, "Grandma, I missed you so much! Watch me show you how to breathe fireballs."

He immediately soared into the sky, unleashing a burst of Phoenix Flame True Fire... Finally, he could break free from the shackles of 'fatherly love'...

"Haha, very good, very good..." Old Madam Ming was overjoyed. "My granddaughter is quite remarkable."

Ming Linyuan continued to introduce Xiao Shiyi, "This is my son and Yan Yan's second child, the eleventh in the family, and he takes the surname of Yan Yan's side."

"It doesn't matter if he's a beast, as long as he's my grandson." Old Madam Ming picked up Little Eleven, whose smooth, golden fur looked very precious. Holding him was especially comfortable, and she couldn't put him down. "Come on, let Grandma put a peace lock on Little Eleven."

Little Eleven was mostly asleep. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Thank you, Grandma."

Her voice was as clear as spring water, soothing to the ear. Old Madam Ming loved it even more, saying, "My dear, Grandma likes it."

Ming Linyuan glanced at his eldest son indifferently. He hadn't said a word the whole way, and hadn't even called him "Dad"... If it weren't for Manman's assurance, he would have thought his son had become mute.

"Who are these three?" Old Madam Ming asked, looking at Yu Xuan and the others.

Ming Linyuan patted Yu Xuan's head. "Her name is Yu Xuan Deira, Yan Yan's eldest daughter, and the second in line. Yu Shishi Mirut is Yan Yan's original surname, and the third in line. Faser Mirut is the fourth in line. Now they are my children. In a few days, I will take them back to the Western District Rat Clan to visit their relatives."

Ming Linyuan had previously transformed into other forms, posing as a merchant to interact with the three children, understand their situation, and ensure their well-being. Later, he was severely injured by the insectoids, also because he wanted to go to the rat tribe in the western district…

He had raised these three children for a while and had long since regarded them as his own. However, if he wanted to take them away, neither the chieftain of the Rabbit Clan nor Mirut would agree at the time, so he could only keep them under his care in secret.

After regaining her memories, she saw the three children and immediately asked Ziqi for them, bringing them back with her.

Madam Ming understood; the three children must not have a biological father. Her face immediately softened with kindness and gentleness. "Yes, it's good to be home. Our Phoenix Cry Valley is too quiet; it's only lively with you all here."

"Hello, Grandma," the three children greeted, sounding both sensible and a little reserved.

"Very well, very well." Old Madam Ming then gave away two more bracelets and a safety lock. Even if they weren't her own blood relatives, she treated them as her own descendants.

After stretching its wings and spitting out several mouthfuls of true flame, Manman finally felt better... Fatherly love is just too hard to digest!

He landed in the air and said to Yuxuan and the others, "Let's go play in the back mountain. There are lots of fruit trees there."

As he spoke, he habitually picked up Little Eleven and led Yu Xuan and the others away.

When she was wandering with Su Yan, she had many brothers and sisters. She usually kept an eye on her own younger brother. Wherever Manman went, she would take her younger brother with her.

Grandma Ming looked at Manman and loved her no matter how she looked at her. "This granddaughter is good. She has a sense of responsibility and tolerance."

"Don't you even know who gave birth to you!"

“It’s Su Yan’s child! She didn’t even bring it back for me to see, even though I’ve already prepared the betrothal gifts.”

"I'll definitely bring her to you next time she comes back; she's so beautiful!"

"That must be true, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to give birth to such a beautiful child as Manman."

"...Ahem~" Yes, beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!! My own daughter, no other child can compare.

"Can my son see Little Eighteen now?" Ming Linyuan only glanced at the child once, and after much pleading, he refused to let him see him again.

Madam Ming sized him up, noticing his demonic aura, and snorted, "One thing at a time! The children have all been returned; you can leave now."

Ming Linyuan: "...Huh?"

……