1863 Emily

Because of his worry about being caught and having to give both of the two plants over to the people who caught him, the senior didn't want Alex to come with him.

The World Tree and the Nine Yang Divine Tree were far too important of a treasure for it to get into the hands of the wrong people.

Because of the lack of Qi in the world, as soon as someone with the wrong intentions got their hands on the World Tree, they could use the tree to get stronger themselves and could restart the war to try and gain the remaining Immortal realms and spirit realms they didn't get their hands on before.

That was the reason why he wanted him and Alex to leave separately.

"I don't know how possible it is for you, but I want you to leave this world as late as you can," the man said. "Let some other people start breaking through to Immortality first so the Immortal world can begin having precedence of Immortals coming out of this realm."

"This world hasn't had many Immortals in a long time. It's not just this one but also the few others that belong to the Humans that haven't had people reaching Immortality. The war has had negative results in people's cultivation, so if you suddenly go, they will be curious how you did it."

Alex thought for a long moment and nodded. He began understanding pieces of what the senior was saying. He gave his words some thorough thought and understood why it was important that not just anybody get their hands on the World Tree.

"Henceforth, you will have to live in obscurity," the senior said.

Alex let out a deep sigh and nodded. "I will do that," he said. "I think it is time for us to leave now."

"Actually, Father…" Ronron spoke slowly. "Can we… visit home?"

"You want to go to the farm?" Alex asked.

"I want to see how Lilin is doing," Ronron said.

"Ah. We can go there."

The two of them left the mansion and made their way far away to the northwestern corner of the habitable land where their farm was.

It had been such a long time since Ronron had come back, and so much had changed in just that time. The city back home had become bigger, with skyscrapers high enough to reach the sky.

A lot more people lived in the city, and even the point past the city, the desolate area where few houses were had many more houses in them now.

The road was fully pitched now, not a single essence of the dirt road from the past remaining. Big houses grew all around the area.

As they came upon the house through the sky, they could see that the farm had grown to become so much larger now.

"Do you want to go in or just watch from outside?" Alex asked Ronron.

"Let's just watch from afar for now," she said, searching around for her half-sister.

She saw a 20-year-old girl, sitting on the porch of the mansion with an infant on her lap that she rocked to sleep.

Ronron gasped. "She's a mother," he said softly, surprised at how quickly that had happened.

"She ate the pill," Alex said softly. The two pills he had given them would make them age slowly enough that they could live on for nearly a thousand years.

"Can we go down?" Ronron asked.

"Sure," Alex said and they slowly drifted down from the sky.

As they came down to visible height, people noticed them and pointed at them from the farm. Some began running away, and one man even ran to the front, with an actual sword in hand.

"Stop!" Lilin quickly said and ran to the front. She stared up at the two of them, her eye not moving away from Alex.

"It's you, isn't it?" she asked slowly. "The one I met all those years ago at that diner."

"You remember me?" Alex asked as he landed and looked at the young girl.

This close, he could see Emily's features on the young girl, which looked a lot like the features Ronron had.

The man at the front, a young man in his late 20s, slowly put down his sword as he realized that Lilin recognized the people.

"Honey, you know them?" he asked.

"Only the man," Lilin said.

"Lilin, do you not recognize me?" Ronron asked.

Lilin turned around. "You know my name?" she asked and looked closely at Ronron. There wasn't much to tell her who Ronron was, but there was one distinct feature that she would never not recognize.

Ronron's green and silver heterochromatic eyes were just too memorable for the girl to have forgotten in it in just 20 years.

"Sister Maron?" Lilin asked, a gasp releasing from her voice.

"You do remember me," Ronron said with a happy smile. "I was afraid you might have forgotten me."

"I… I could never forget," Lilin said. "Si-sister, what are you doing here?"

"I came to check on you. See how you were doing," Ronron said, gleeful in her expression. Her eyes moved to the child that Lilin held in her arms. "Is that…"

"Oh! This is little Emily," Lilin said. "She's 14 months old now."

"Emily…" Ronron looked at her half-sister. "You named her after mom?"

"Y-yes," Lilin said. "There's a picture in the house. He gave me the picture last time. He didn't tell me who he was at the time though."

"Are you the father?" Alex asked the young man with the sword.

"I-I am," the young man said.

"What's your name?" Alex asked.

sword.

"I-I am," the young man said.

"Logan," the young man said.

"I see. Are you a cultivator? You hold the sword like one," Alex said.

"I used to be before I came here about 25 years ago," the young man said.

"Where were you from in the outside world?" Alex asked him.

"Uhh… from the Northern Continent. I used to be an outer disciple in the Snowing Tempest sect," he said.

Alex nodded slowly.

"What cultivation base had you reached? And why did you decide to come back here?" Alex asked him.

"True Master 4th realm," the young man said. "I… ended up eating a bad pill during one of my breakthroughs and went through a severe Qi deviation, destroying most of my meridians."

"I see," Alex said and looked toward Lilin. "May I hold her?"

"Of course," Lilin said and handed over the infant in her arms.

Alex carried the baby with a small smile on her face, looking at her sleeping face.

"She's beautiful," Ronron said, watching from the side. "Can I hold her too?"

"One moment," Alex said and closed his eyes. He focused his spiritual sense on Emily and looked through her body. When he was done, a look of understanding swept through his face.

"Congratulations. Your daughter is born with spiritual roots. Should she ever wish to, she will be able to cultivate," Alex said.

"Really?" Lilin's eyes widened in surprise. Tears streamed down her face as she gasped and held her mouth in surprise.

"My daughter can become a cultivator?" Logan asked. "Is that true?"

"It's true," Alex told them. "She has a bright future ahead of her."