Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying

Liu Zihan was four years younger than Yang Shi and the same age as Jiang Xiaobai.

Calculating the time, she had just turned 120 this year...

"Dad, Shixiong, call Little Jian, I want to go back to Qingshi Town for some milk tea…"

Yang Shi's heart trembled when he saw Liu Zihan picking up the children.

"Alright, I'll go call Little Jian."

Before Yang Shi could leave, a voice came from outside the door.

"Mom, I've been here all along…"

Ever since Liu Wuheng returned, Yang Fujian had been coming over to sit for a while every day after his cultivation, to chat with his mother and grandfather.

Perhaps sensing something, Yang Fujian had not left recently and was meditating in the adjacent yard.

"Shixiong, today, I want to ride on your Cloud Sea Deer."

"Mhm."

Yang Shi led the beautiful Cloud Sea Deer, which was snorting in the yard, as graceful as in the past.

With a healthy glow on her face and a light body, Liu Zihan gave a slight nod to Yang Fujian and picked up the two children, leaping up onto the Cloud Sea Deer.

Yang Shi embraced her from behind.

"Off we go~"

Whoosh!

The Cloud Sea Deer stepped into the clouds, step by step, riding the wind.

Liu Zihan delighted in the breeze on her face.

"Shixiong, we're taking off!"

"Mhm!"

"The wind feels so nice today… It feels like it's been so long since I last flew."

"If I had known you liked it, I should have taken you flying more often…"

"One flight today is enough."

Liu Zihan wore a joyful expression; at that moment, she seemed not the old woman staggering along, but a girl who loved to fly, sitting in her beloved Shixiong's arms, heading towards a place she loved.

Right, and there were also two little children.

Once on the Cloud Sea Deer, Yang Qiangjing wriggled out of Liu Zihan's embrace and clung to her thigh, flipping through a little book in mid-air, completely engrossed.

Yang Qiangzheng lay quietly in his grandmother's arms, his eyes reddening as he said:

"Grandma, are you about to become a corpse…"

"Yes, Qiangzheng, aren't you the one who loves little animal corpses the most?"

"But I don't want Grandma to become a corpse… Grandma, can you not change, please?"

Yang Qiangzheng shook Liu Zihan's arm as he hugged it.

Liu Zihan smiled and held Yang Qiangzheng a bit tighter.

"Look, how beautiful it is down there... How about Grandma takes you to drink the best thing in the world?"

"Yes!"

Yang Qiangjing held one arm around her grandmother's thigh, flipped the pages with her other hand, continuing to read her book while not forgetting to respond.

Behind them, Yang Fujian and Liu Wuheng flew with their swords.

One person controlling two flying swords, still steady.

Liu Wuheng laughed softly as he looked at his smiling daughter ahead.

"Little Jian, do you know why your mother wants to drink milk tea?"

"Because... my dad used to run a tea house in Qingshi Town, and that's where my mom and dad met?"

Yang Fujian rarely heard Yang Shi and Liu Zihan talk about their stories.

"Heh heh~"

Liu Wuheng smiled mysteriously, remaining silent.

As they followed, Jiang Xiaobai, Yang Fuqing, and other Yang Family members also flew in from afar...

Qingshi Town.

Yang's Tabletop Game Tea House.

From the sky, a deer with wings and feet treading on auspicious clouds descended.

Liu Zihan, seeing the familiar tea house, wore an even broader smile.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Jing, follow Grandma to drink the best beverage in this world!"

With a slight effort in her legs, she tossed Yang Qiangjing up into her embrace, landing just right, one child on each side, and entered the tea house.

Inside, it was as noisy as ever.

"Take this!"

"Dodge!"

"Another attack!"

"Ah~"

"Better for me to betray the whole world than let the world betray me! I love to kill in dreams!"

"Come at me!"

"Discard, pass!"

"Understanding the heavens is easy, defying them is hard; by observing tonight's sky, one can discern the world's major events..."

"I am the Fortune Teller, having divined the will of the heavens last night. This person is a Demon Cultivator. Slaying him today will surely keep the Righteous Path safe!"

"Your mother's nonsense! I'm the Sword God, whoever dares to kill me, I'll take them out with my Sword Qi! My word is final!"

"I am but an ordinary Cultivator, with shallow cultivation, Divine Sense unable to discern objects. It was pitch black last night, truly at a loss, but if it were the senior Sword God… he could certainly clear this up himself. Just push him away; if true, then rid us of this fake Fortune Teller—the Demon Cultivator, if false, then it is a cornered dog biting—a correct kill."

"I agree with him, pass!"

The lively tea house, the impassioned Cultivators, and... that special milk tea beverage.

After so many years of evolution, the Danai Dynasty's people had learned how to make delicious milk tea, some even better than those of Blue Star.

Today, this place still belonged to the Yang Family, managed by a good-for-nothing youngest son of the Hu Zi family, named Yang Changzai. Lacking a Spirit Root and unable to endure the hardship of being a Martial Cultivator, he was sent by Hu Zi to look after this little Yang Family shop.

"Two taro milk teas with pearls and two original flavor milk teas."

Liu Zihan, holding the two children, ordered milk teas at the counter.

"Got it~ Please find a seat, and I'll have the tea brought over to you once it's ready."

Yang Chang instructed the workers behind to make the milk teas, while he continued to oversee the game of Demon Path Kill, playing the role of Heaven, without which the game wouldn't proceed smoothly.

Most of the Cultivators here were Loose Cultivators, all merrily engrossed in their fun, with no one noticing the newcomers.

A few minutes later, Yang Shi and Liu Zihan carried the milk teas, not paying attention to the visually appealing game of Demon Path Kill, but quietly watching a standard five-player game of Three Kingdoms Kill.

The two children sipped on their milk teas nestled against their grandmother.

"Shixiong, when I was sick in bed, the thing I looked forward to every day was Dad buying me a cup of milk tea, then telling me the storyteller's 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' and later, the fun game of Three Kingdoms Kill."

"My biggest wish back then was to be able to get up myself, drink milk tea here and watch a game of Three Kingdoms Kill..."