Chapter Six: Sister, I’m Home!

“Husband, now that I’ve grown a bit, can I cultivate with you?”
Long Xiaoqing, having left Yang Ye’s star sea and appeared on his shoulder, spoke in a charming, coquettish voice.
She was right; not only had Yang Ye advanced to the Planetary Realm, Long Xiaoqing had also matured somewhat.
Still, she remained a young dragon.
Compared to humans, dragons clearly had a much longer growth cycle.
Who knew how long it would be before he could truly cultivate with her...
“Little lustful dragon!” Yang Ye tapped her head with his finger, admonishing, “Wait until you turn into a beautiful woman, then we’ll talk about cultivation together.”
With that, Yang Ye closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing; his wounds had not yet healed.
After advancing to the Planetary Realm, the star power within his star sea had undergone a qualitative transformation.
He drew star power from the star sea, allowing it to flow through his meridians.
The blow from the old man with missing brows had damaged part of Yang Ye’s meridians, but now, nourished by this star power, they were recovering at an astonishing speed.
Not only his meridians, but the damaged cells in his body were also regenerating rapidly.
“Huh~ Husband, you actually have dragon energy in you!”
Suddenly, Long Xiaoqing exclaimed in surprise.
Yang Ye was intrigued, but he dispelled his distractions and continued to circulate the star power through his body.
After just one cycle, Yang Ye was astonished to find that his wounds had completely healed.
“Xiaoqing, did you say I have dragon energy?” Yang Ye asked in amazement.
Long Xiaoqing nodded, “Yes! It’s the same energy as in my body.”
With this confirmation, Yang Ye finally understood why his recovery was so swift.
Among beasts, the dragon’s physical body was the most formidable, naturally healing quickly after injury.
Now that his star power contained dragon energy, his recovery rate had become remarkably fast.
Yang Ye’s star power was now entirely different from other cultivators’. At the same realm, not only was its quality superior, it also possessed wondrous abilities beyond his imagination.
Thinking about this, Yang Ye was overjoyed, feeling that Long Xiaoqing’s grandfather—now his own grandfather as well—had truly treated him well.
...
Yang Ye was preparing to leave.
At this moment, gazing at the wooden cabin halfway up the mountain, he felt reluctant to part.
After all, he had lived here for ten years.
Staying in one place for so long inevitably fostered deep feelings.
With a touch of melancholy, Yang Ye stored everything he could take from the cabin into his storage ring.
The storage ring his master left him had a space of a thousand cubic meters—ten meters in length, width, and height.
Ordinary household items took up only a tiny corner of such a vast space.
After packing, Yang Ye removed the storage ring from his finger and threaded it onto a red string, wearing it around his neck.

With clothing covering it, he wouldn’t worry about other cultivators noticing.
Even if someone did notice, he wasn’t afraid!
Now that he’d advanced to the Planetary Realm, Yang Ye was considered an expert on Earth.
Though there were nine realms, most cultivators spent their whole lives only reaching the Planetary Realm.
Besides, he had the formidable Long Xiaoqing as his wife!
For Long Xiaoqing, who couldn’t appear openly, Yang Ye had no concerns; she had her own ways.
With a swish, Long Xiaoqing transformed into a streak of green light and entered Yang Ye’s body.
Once Yang Ye possessed dragon energy, Long Xiaoqing could merge into his physical form.
Yang Ye found this marvelously strange.
Looking at the green dragon tattoo on his chest and hearing Long Xiaoqing’s triumphant laughter in his mind, Yang Ye finally understood: it had all been arranged by grandfather.
That powerful old man had foreseen this day.
“Xiaoqing, let’s set out!”
Yang Ye shouted, leaping and sprinting out of the mountain.
With star power coursing through his body, Yang Ye was light as a swallow; a tap of his toe sent him flying over ten meters, and even the most treacherous paths became easy beneath his feet.
He headed directly west.
Several hundred kilometers to the west lay a great city—Sun City.
It was a major metropolis in the western region of Huaxia.
Yang Ye had been born there eighteen years ago.
Thinking about returning home, Yang Ye clenched his fists... Ten years had passed; some matters needed to be settled.
Along the way, Yang Ye passed through dense mountains and forests.
Occasionally, he saw buildings resembling temples; these were the cultivation sites of some practitioners.
In these remote areas, cultivators were vigilant with each other, and Yang Ye naturally avoided trouble by keeping his distance.
As he traveled, Yang Ye also glimpsed a city ruin concealed by thick woods, and within the ruin, a massive crater.
“Husband, that place is so strange!”
Long Xiaoqing, sensing residual nuclear radiation around the crater, spoke from within Yang Ye’s body.
Yang Ye replied, “That’s a nuclear crater left by the third world war at the end of the twenty-first century. There are no nuclear weapons left in the world now.”
As he spoke, Yang Ye recalled what he’d read in history books.
The global war two hundred years ago had nearly wiped out humanity.
Back then, there were over seven billion people worldwide; now, less than seven hundred million remained.
Some speculated that extraterrestrial powerhouses appeared to prevent Earth’s people from self-destruction, offering humanity a new path.
Otherwise, a fourth world war might have already been on the horizon.

“Husband, are there delicious things outside the mountain?”
Long Xiaoqing asked again.
Yang Ye smiled, “Don’t worry! Once we’re out, I’ll take you to a grand hotel and treat you to dishes prepared by master chefs.”
“Yay, yay!” Long Xiaoqing cheered happily.
Dining at a hotel required money.
But Yang Ye was far from lacking in that regard.
Not to mention his own wealth, even the sum left by his master was astronomical.
When night fell, Yang Ye entered Sun City.
After ten years away, the city had changed little.
His first act upon entering was to retrieve a bank card from his storage ring and head to a nearby ATM.
After entering a series of passwords, the display showed a long string of digits.
Over two billion Huaxia credits!
Yang Ye glanced at it and withdrew twenty thousand.
“Husband, why did you take out so much paper?”
Seeing Yang Ye holding a thick wad of cash, Long Xiaoqing asked curiously.
Yang Ye patiently explained.
There were things Long Xiaoqing understood about the human world, and others she didn’t.
After withdrawing money, Yang Ye went to a nearby mobile phone shop and spent over three thousand to buy a smartphone.
He had kept his SIM card from ten years ago.
After buying the phone, Yang Ye took out the SIM card from his storage ring and inserted it.
Human technology had nearly stagnated; there had been little progress over the past decade.
Upon powering up, the familiar operating system greeted him.
Opening the contacts, Yang Ye dialed the only number stored.
Music played.
A moment later, the call connected.
Suppressing his excitement, Yang Ye spoke calmly, “Sis, it’s me, Xiaoye. I’m back!”
“Xiaoye... sob, sob...”
On the other end, a burst of crying.
“Sis, don’t cry. Where are you now?” Yang Ye asked.
“I’m at...”