Even hybrid monsters have their day

"You've already entered the forbidden area of ​​our Green Mountain Sect, don't you know where this is?" Ershan suppressed his confusion and looked at her with displeasure, feeling that she was deliberately making fun of them.

A sudden feeling of realization washed over Geng Miaowan, like turning around to find the person she was looking for in the dim light. A complex mix of surprise and joy welled up inside her.

What surprised them was that she hadn't left a good impression on them when she left the Green Mountain Sect last time, and she wasn't mentally prepared to deal with them yet, so how did she arrive? The joy, of course, went without saying; she had reached her destination.

She looked around at the group and didn't see Song Gan; they were all unfamiliar faces.

Geng Miaowan turned to look at Ershan, something flickering in her deep eyes, "How many people named Ershan are there in the Green Mountain Sect?"

Although he didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, he still answered her, "I'm the only one in the Green Mountain Sect named Ershan."

"How is that possible?" Geng Miaowan almost jumped up. "Don't you have a little boy here, about seven or eight years old, also named Ershan, who has a ten-year-old brother named Dashan?"

Ershan was stunned when he heard this, and looked at her in surprise. "I also have an older brother named Dashan, but I have been in the Green Mountain Sect for so long and have never seen anyone else named Dashan or Ershan."

Geng Miaowan's eyes were full of doubt. Could it really be such a coincidence that the two brothers had the exact same name? Or was it just that uneducated people in the countryside liked to name their children like that...?

Moreover, she personally handed Dashan and Ershan over to Song Gan of the Qingshan Sect, and he promised her that he would treat them well. Now she has only been gone for a few months. Could it be that the people of the Qingshan Sect secretly sent them away from the sect?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. "Where is your Sect Leader Song?" She wanted to find him and get some answers.

Although Da Shan and Er Shan were just casual acquaintances to her, what adorable and sensible children they were! How could they be two different people in public and in private!

"Who exactly are you?" Ershan found the little girl in front of him increasingly strange. After saying a bunch of nonsensical things, she was now actually looking for their former sect leader.

Neither of the two people in their own consciousness noticed that the old man who had been standing beside them hadn't spoken for a long time, and the doubt in his eyes had turned into certainty.

The old man suddenly became serious. He bowed deeply to Geng Miaowan and respectfully addressed her, "Miss Geng."

"You..." Geng Miaowan looked at the old man, pondering who he was and why he recognized her. Even Ershan stared wide-eyed at the old man, surprised by his attitude towards her.

As if sensing her thoughts, the old man respectfully said, "I am Miao Xianfeng, the head of the Green Mountain Sect."

"Miao Renfeng?" Geng Miaowan was taken aback, recalling the somewhat simple-minded young man who had led her into the mountain gate. She looked closely and saw that although the old man's appearance had changed somewhat, upon closer inspection, she could still discern some resemblance to his younger self.

But how is this possible? In just a few months, how did they become like this?

"How dare you! How dare you call our sect leader by his name!" Ershan shouted angrily.

Geng Miaowan ignored his angry rebuke. She was still reeling from the shock Miao Renfeng had given her. Suddenly, she looked at Ershan and asked, "Do you know Woli Village?"

No matter what, she still refused to believe it.

“I was born in Woli Village.” After answering, Ershan realized something was wrong. He looked at Geng Miaowan, his eyes filled with surprise and wariness. “How do you know all this? Who are you?”

However, the way Geng Miaowan looked at Ershan made him feel that she was more frightened than he was.

From the name to the place of birth, everything matches up. Could this be a coincidence?

If they were two different spaces, she could explain it as parallel universes, where the same people and events wouldn't be particularly strange. But this mission space is the same space where she encountered the sand crawler demon last time, the same space where she met Da Shan and Er Shan.

It's not unusual for people in the same space to have the same name, and even having two people with the same name could be considered a coincidence. But to have the same birthplace is just too much of a coincidence, like a copy-paste job.

The Green Mountain Sect, Miao Renfeng, Dashan, Ershan, and Woli Village—all these factors match, only the timeline has been shifted forward by several decades. Why is this? Did we enter the wrong dimension again?

Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, she asked in her mind, "Is time in the underworld the same as in the human world?"

"Time in the underworld is synchronized with that in the divine realm," Huangfu Aoran replied. He stood there for a while, finding the interaction between these humans quite amusing.

"How is that calculated?" Since it's the same as the God Realm, it must be different from other realms. Sure enough, Huangfu Aoran paused for a moment and then spoke again, "One month in the Underworld and the God Realm is ten years in other realms."

"Huh?" Geng Miaowan almost jumped up. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

She spent over three months in the underworld, meaning more than thirty years had passed in the human world, yet she remained completely unaware. Now, she revisits this place with the face she had from thirty years ago, and encounters those same people from over thirty years ago. How can she explain all of this?

Huangfu Aoran shrugged nonchalantly, "You didn't ask earlier."

Geng Miaowan felt that she could no longer have a pleasant conversation with him.

She glanced at the group of people in front of her. Miao Renfeng's gaze was filled with reverence, the fervor in his eyes making it hard to believe he hadn't recognized her. Ershan's expression was blank, as if he were completely bewildered. He must have been quite young then; although the people in front of him looked somewhat familiar, he hadn't considered that possibility.

After all, most people, even if they see someone who looks a lot like someone from decades ago, wouldn't easily imagine that they are the same person.

Of the remaining three, apart from the other old man, the other two showed no particular expression. If she remembered correctly, the old man was Yin Qianze, Song Gan's second junior brother. He hadn't changed much since thirty years ago; standing next to Miao Renfeng, no one would think he was decades older. It seemed cultivation truly was a wondrous thing.

He was only a little thinner than he had been thirty years ago. (To be continued.)