CHAPTER 507: CHAPTER 507: THE SAGE IS XIAO YE! (PLEASE FOLLOW)

The Divine Soul Qingcheng continued, "Your experience was so much better than mine, back then, after my husband and the Rule Realm’s Ancestral Empress wiped out the Ouyang Imperial Race, only then did they rescue my parents."

"But you now, you got to see Dad and Mom several months earlier."

"And they suffered so much less than mine, when I first saw my parents, they were already on their last breath, barely hanging on, almost gone, not like now when it’s just their divine soul and physical body damaged—their overall condition is actually not bad."

Qingcheng felt deeply moved by her words, and she liked Xiao Ye even more.

The Divine Soul Qingcheng sighed, "Xiaogu, you need to find a way to make Dad and Mom accept your husband, anyway, in this life, I’m only ever marrying my husband."

Qingcheng nodded, "Me too, I’ll never marry anyone but Xiao Ye."

The Divine Soul Qingcheng licked her lips, "Then you better hurry, I want to taste what my husband is like as soon as possible, hehe!"

"What does my husband taste like when he’s young, hmm, I almost forgot already."

Off to the side, the old man’s face turned pale, he said, "I’m not telling you which power it was, if you want revenge for us, there’s just no way."

"All these years, my wife and I were locked in a hellhole where not a single ray of light could get in."

"From middle age to old age, every day they drew our blood, cut our flesh, whether human form or beast form, we’d get shoved into some machine, our bodies and souls invaded by mysterious power."

"From the few things I overheard, it seemed like they were researching templates and special attributes."

Suddenly the old man started laughing maniacally, startling everyone, making them think he’d lost his mind.

After laughing, his eyes were filled with hatred, he said,

"But their research never made any breakthroughs, all they figured out was how the templates manifested, meaning just the outward appearance of beasts."

"But as for how to craft special templates, change a beast’s attribute, change a human’s template attribute—nothing, not a single advancement, ha ha ha ha!"

"So what if their power is huge and they’re strong as hell, thinking they can make their own templates is pure delusion, they’re dreaming!"

*As Qingcheng listened, a furious anger burned up in her chest, her fair fingers clenched so hard they cracked.*

*Dad made it sound easy, but the pain and torment they’ve suffered all these years—nobody else could imagine it.*

*Just picturing it made her heart ache like it was being stabbed by a thousand needles—unbearably painful.*

Xiao Ye, Ziran, and Yunxi all stayed silent.

They could definitely feel just how much the old man hated that power.

Jiang Xue’an put her hands on her hips and said disdainfully, "A template is some profound thing governed by the cosmic Dao, and those Blue Star losers think they could figure it out?"

"Heh, even the Cosmic Imperial Races can’t pull that off."

"If you can even get close to the template level, change a template, upgrade one, you need to be cosmic-level supreme, an emperor who rules the cosmic Dao’s laws, at least."

The old man and the old lady were both stunned. Their daughter’s servant had a huge ego, every other word was Cosmic Imperial Race or cosmic supreme.

The old lady leaned in close to Qingcheng and whispered, "Xiaogu, where did you even get this servant from?"

Qingcheng hadn’t even answered when Jiang Xue’an interrupted with a giggle,

"Grandma, I’m the little maid of the lord and lady, their personal foot-washer, bath-scrubber, bed-warmer!"

The two elders stared wide-eyed—bath-scrubbing and bed-warming?

"Uh, and who’s your lord?"

Jiang Xue’an lifted her chin and said smugly, "Xiaonannan’s lord is Xiao Ye, and the lord is an existence who can upgrade templates, on par with cosmic supreme beings. How about that? Am I awesome or what for being his little maid?"

The old lady and old man winced and leaned in to whisper to Qingcheng, "Xiaogu, is your servant a few cards short of a full deck?"

"Upgrade templates? Be on par with cosmic supremes? She’s got to be messing with us!"

No matter how quietly they spoke, everyone here had a sky-high Realm, so they heard every word clearly.

Xiao Ye looked embarrassed, glared at Jiang Xue’an, and sent her a private voice transmission, "You, little maid, shut up,"

"Say one more word, and you’re not sleeping in my bed tonight!"

"!" Jiang Xue’an’s face immediately fell. She really was telling the truth, but the lord wouldn’t let her warm the bed anymore? So unfair, she wanted to cry!

Xiao Ye spoke up, "Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, you will never suffer again after this, you have my word!"

The old man twitched his mouth. This kid and the maid were cut from the same cloth—all bluster, cocky as hell.

He stretched and said, "Xiaogu, can you prep a room for us? I’m a bit tired. Whatever it is, let’s talk tomorrow."

The old lady looked exhausted too.

Qingcheng led them upstairs to the fourth floor. Xiao Ye was on the third, so this was the floor right above his room.

Once she organized their things, she smiled, "Dad, Mom, you guys can rest here. Just call me if you need anything."

The old man and old lady shut the door and sat on the bed.

"Dear, what do you think of that boy?"

The old lady smiled, "I think he’s pretty good. As long as Qingcheng’s happy with him and he can make her happy—that’s all that matters."

The old man’s face darkened, "So, do you think that kid can really make Qingcheng happy?"

"That brat’s got a harem of beast girls left and right, no way will he devote himself to Qingcheng, no way can he give her the best possible happiness."

The old lady stayed silent for a while, then said, "So what do we do, just break up Qingcheng and the boy as soon as we’re back? I can tell Qingcheng really likes that kid—while she was talking to us, she snuck glances at him more than a hundred times."

"We just came back, and now we’re going to be the bad guys?"

The old man said helplessly, "We’re just looking out for Qingcheng—it’s not being the bad guys!"

The old lady sighed, "All right, but if Qingcheng leaves him, then what—she just stays single forever?"

The old man grinned, "Isn’t there that great master?"

"If that great master has a son, or a grandson, we can set Qingcheng up with him."

The old lady twitched her mouth, "And what if the great master has offspring?"

"And what if the great master already has beast girls, then what do we do?"

The old man’s eyes hardened, "Then let Qingcheng marry the great master himself. So what if he’s got beast girls? That great master is so intimidating, even the Hidden Imperial Races tread carefully around him. What’s a few extra beast girls?"

"If Qingcheng married that master, her safety would be absolutely guaranteed. She’d definitely be happy too."

The old lady was stunned, then scolded him, "That’s giving our daughter away, not marrying her off!"

The old man snorted, "That great master saved our entire family. If marrying off our daughter means we can repay him, that’s more than worth it."

"Besides, the fact that great master could save us means he has a loving heart. And what is a loving heart? It means he can make all his beast girls happy!"

The old lady was left speechless, annoyed, "I’m done talking to you, goodnight!"

The two of them lay down on the bed, each lost in their own thoughts, and slowly fell asleep.

First-floor living room.

Qingcheng smiled, "Xiao Ye, I figured out who that great master is."

Xiao Ye, Ziran, and Yunxi were all curious, "Who?"

Qingcheng arched her eyebrow, "That person is..."