Even seeing it with his own eyes, Mu Xiong still couldn’t believe his own eyes.
He looked at the white-robed man kneeling outside the moon gate, that face unchanged in his memory. Reality or illusion?
"Yichen." Mu Xiong spoke, calling not the person kneeling outside the door, but Mu Yichen standing behind him, frozen like a wooden chicken.
Yichen?
His other child!
Mu Liancheng’s eyes glistened with excitement, shifting his gaze from Mu Xiong to the young man who looked seventy percent similar to himself.
Mu Yichen instinctively stepped forward, walked to Mu Xiong’s side, eyes fixed on Mu Xiong, murmuring, "Grandfather."
"Is... is there anyone outside the door?" Mu Xiong asked nervously.
"Yes!" Mu Yichen answered bluntly. "It’s father, father has returned!"
His father has truly resurrected!
This is not an illusion, but reality!
His words finally shattered the last bit of uncertainty in Mu Xiong’s heart.
His tiger eyes widened, and he strode towards the moon gate. As he got closer to that shadow in his eye, he couldn’t help but shout, "Liancheng, my son—!"
"Father!" Hearing his name spoken by his father once again, Mu Liancheng also shouted with a voice full of heartache.
He felt guilty towards his parents, guilty towards the Mu Family Army, guilty towards his wife, guilty towards his children!
"Liancheng!" Mu Xiong rushed in front of Mu Liancheng, this veteran general of the battlefield actually fell to the ground, his arms firmly embracing his lost and found child, crying like a child.
The pain of losing a son for over twenty years was finally eased and released today.
"Father, it’s your unfilial son who made you suffer." Mu Liancheng also embraced his father forcefully. In his memory, that always stern and demanding father who taught him the way of a general, and the father now crying with tears streaming down, made Mu Liancheng’s heart ache as if being twisted.
He could hardly believe how his family had lived these twenty years!
The father and son, holding each other, cried bitterly before finally calming down.
Mu Qingge and Mu Xuewu timely stepped forward, each supporting one, helping them up from the ground.
"Ge’er..." Mu Xiong looked at his granddaughter who helped him up, his old eyes filled with complex and indistinct emotions. This granddaughter of his has suffered too, always bearing everything herself, while also considering them. "Tell grandfather, resurrecting your father, did you suffer any harm?"
Seeing his son resurrected, he felt joy in his heart, but he would not forget his granddaughter.
His anxious gaze, without a trace of falseness. Mu Qingge smiled and shook her head, "No, don’t worry."
With her assurance, Mu Xiong finally felt relieved.
At this moment, Mu Yichen slowly stepped forward, standing in front of Mu Liancheng, ’thump’ kneeled to the ground, and called out, "Father!"
Then, he kowtowed three times to Mu Liancheng on the ground, his forehead turning red from the knocks.
"Good... good child! Get up quickly!" Mu Liancheng, extremely moved, told Mu Yichen to rise.
Life and death felt like a dream, he died for over twenty years, missing out on so much. Yet now, upon waking, he can still see his old father, wife, children, what more could he ask for?
Mu Liancheng’s gaze slowly moved across his three siblings, and he said gratefully, "You are all good children of father, all obedient."
"Mother, what’s happened to your hair!" Suddenly, Mu Yichen saw Sang Lanruo standing at the back, her head full of silver hair, and exclaimed in shock.
Being called out like this, Mu Xiong finally noticed his daughter-in-law.
Sang Lanruo, wiping her tears as Mu Yichen rushed over, said to him, "Mother is fine, it’s just the hair turning white, nothing serious, as long as your father doesn’t mind."
After comforting Mu Yichen briefly, she quickly moved in front of Mu Xiong, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to him, choking up as she said, "Father, your daughter-in-law is here to apologize!"
Mu Xiong sighed deeply, helped her up, and said, "Lanruo, you’ve suffered over these years too. No one is at fault for this matter; now our family being together is more important than anything."
Mu Xiong was magnanimous, having not blamed Sang Lanruo from the start to finish.
Family reunited, too much to say, endless longing.
On this day, Mu Mansion was decorated with lights and colors, celebrating together!
Because their Young General didn’t die, he returned! And their Young Madam also returned!
This might be the most lively day in Mu Mansion for over twenty years. Hearing the news, Qin Jinchen sent gifts and an imperial edict for Mu Liancheng.
He is still the Young Marshal General of the Mu Family Army, still the heir of Mu Mansion, and he even gained the title of ’Loyal and Courageous Marquis’.
All the officials celebrated, the whole city rejoiced.
The Mu Family, in Luodu, in Qin Country, in Linchuan Realm, grew more prosperous.
On the third day of Mu Liancheng’s return, Mu Lianrong, receiving the message, also hurriedly arrived with Xue Qiao and the children.
Huangfu Huan, being perceptive, knew that Mu Qingge had business with Baili Teng, so after exchanging a few pleasantries, he took his leave.
With only the two of them left, Mu Qingge playfully smiled and asked, "Since when did you become so close to the Imperial Family of the Holy Yuan Empire?"
Baili Teng chuckled and replied, "Huangfu Haotian was unwell, and they invited me to take a look. Now that he’s healed, Huangfu Huan, the former Crown Prince, naturally came to thank me."
"Former Crown Prince?" Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow.
Baili Teng said, "It’s understandable you don’t know. When you left, he was still the Crown Prince. However, later on, he wanted to follow His Majesty the Holy King, so he voluntarily relinquished the crown."
So that’s how it is!
Mu Qingge felt enlightened.
She wasn’t concerned with who was in charge of the Holy Yuan Empire, so after Baili Teng explained, she didn’t ask further. Instead, she asked, "Do you know someone named Yuan Hao?"
As soon as she said this, Baili Teng’s eyelid twitched. He looked at Mu Qingge and awkwardly smiled, "Girl, it seems you’ve been to the Alchemy Institute and met the head of the Alchemy Institute."
Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, slowly nodding. "Not only that, I also participated in the Alchemy Conference."
"Oh? How did it turn out?" Baili Teng excitedly asked.
Mu Qingge smiled and said, "What do you think?"
"You won!" Baili Teng stood up excitedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Mu Qingge tapped the table several times with her hand and said to him, "I don’t know what grudge you have with the Alchemy Institute, but now shouldn’t you tell me some things? For instance... why did you bring the Heaven-Burning Furnace here in the first place? The head of the Alchemy Institute said it was at his request, but why?"
Baili Teng smiled as he sat down, looked at Mu Qingge, and said, "The fact that you know all this means you’re doing quite well in the Middle Ancient Realm. It doesn’t matter if I tell you. Actually, it’s quite simple. I used to be a Pill Master in the Middle Ancient Realm, and an elite disciple in the Inner Courtyard of the Alchemy Institute. My lifelong wish was to win the championship in the Alchemy Conference. However, before I could reach that stage, the headmaster entrusted me with a mission: to take the Heaven-Burning Furnace, leave the Middle Ancient Realm, and come to Linchuan."
"Why?" Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed.
Baili Teng said, "Because keeping the Heaven-Burning Furnace in the Alchemy Institute would be very dangerous."
Mu Qingge fell silent.
Linking together everyone’s statements, the entire situation was actually quite clear, so there was no need to ask more. After a moment, she said to Baili Teng, "Since I’ve completed what you asked me to do back then, shouldn’t you reciprocate in some way?"
Baili Teng was taken aback and asked, "What do you want?"
Mu Qingge laughed, her eyes curving like crescent moons, "My request is simple: just let me go to the warehouse at the Medicine Tower Headquarters and find a few medicinal materials I need."

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