Half Mountain House, with the Indigo Sea casting a soft and beautiful glow over the hills and forests, adding a touch of romance and mystery to the already colorful autumn.

Yu Yu was returning to the new home for the first time, recalling the warm houses they used to live in. Even in the affluent years when they had luxurious mansion-style homes with housekeepers, drivers, gardens, and chefs aplenty, it was still this small house that could just accommodate a family of four that felt comfortable.

Yu Yi was in the front yard sipping floral tea, instructing her clever little poodle to gather fallen leaves into the trash can. She was someone who could easily find contentment; this way, she could spend an entire afternoon playing around. Chatting with her about how humans have transcended in the Mythical World, or mastered advanced cosmic technologies, doesn't compare to the joy of developing an automatic leaf-gathering dog.

"Mom, I'm back." Wu Hen habitually opened the door with his foot, having bought some fresh ingredients he had casually picked up from others.

Yu Yi was used to these sounds, not even lifting an eyelid.

Yet, from the corner of her eye, she quickly noticed a girl beside Wu Hen who could only be described as exquisite as white porcelain, and Yu Yi's expression immediately turned sour.

She wasn't sure if it was a failure in upbringing or if Wu Hen was born rebellious.

Clearly, his father Wu Yingting was focused and loyal, with no substantial moral failings except for his tendency to be money-driven. How did they end up with a son full of cunning tricks? He had only been with Miss Mingyi for a short time and already brought another girl home.

Though she admitted the girl gave her a very amiable and pleasant feeling, Yu Yi couldn't allow such things. In the past, she didn't say anything about Wu Hen pulling and pushing with other girls, considering the pressure for all of humanity's evolution, but now that peace has been achieved, how could he still do such things!

"Look who I brought home for dinner." Wu Hen boasted with a proud grin.

"Yes, yes, I've invited Mingyi over. Is this someone you just met?" Yu Yi maintained Wu Hen's dignity by not sweeping this rebellious son out with a broom, but she had to remind him in her way.

After saying this, Wu Hen froze in place.

Yu Yu, half-hidden behind Wu Hen's back, initially filled with anticipation and joy, felt her anxious heart sink upon hearing Yu Yi's words.

Feeling immensely wronged, tears welled up in Yu Yu's eyes, unable to believe Yu Yi didn't recognize her.

Yu Yi imagined the girl was just finding out Wu Hen was a scoundrel.

Such a pretty girl crying like this tugged at Yu Yi's heartstrings, so she gently pulled her close and comforted her, advising her not to be blind at her young age. Although her son was excellent, he had many flaws and shouldn't assume world-saving justified selecting consorts on Earth. Even with cosmic domination, he must maintain the virtues he should have!

The more Yu Yi consoled, the more Yu Yu cried.

Standing nearby, Wu Hen was schadenfreude, not exposing the truth.

"Mom, I am…"

"Oh no, you shouldn't be called that, considering you're so young…" Yu Yi continued until, looking at Yu Yu's tear-streaked face, she caught the familiar demeanor. This wasn't her whimsically crying and pouting daughter?

Yu Yu's birth was marked with challenges. Circumstances weren't great back then, and Wu Hen ate like a pig. After conceiving Yu Yu, her health declined further…

Wu Yingting once advised against it, fearing her health would deteriorate and suggested waiting a few years. But she was insistent.

To Yu Yi, the whole pregnancy was as thrilling as the great upheaval from the Nuwa God End, resulting in a girl resembling her temperament in many ways, a real treasure cherished in her mouth out of fear it would dissolve.

The feeling of raising a former version of herself fueled Yu Yi with endless hopes for this child—hoping she would have a happy family in the future and excel in areas Yu Yi hadn't achieved, a hope she didn't sense in her wild dog-like son from an early age.

"You're Little Yu?" Yu Yi couldn't believe her eyes as she asked the sobbing girl.

Yu Yu nodded vigorously, at least remembering her brother's advice to stay silent and play a little mute.

"Mom, she grew differently. It's not your fault you couldn't recognize her." Wu Hen grinned foolishly on the side.

Sure enough, Yu Yi slapped Wu Hen's arm without hesitation.

Not that she grew differently, but as she matured, she became less like Yu Yi and developed her own characteristics, yet truly beautiful, like the Fairy in the Kunlun Heavenly Pool of myths.

"I nearly forgot. You were taken away by an Immortal for training, and your appearance changed with your cultivation. That makes sense… remember I told you about a dream when I was pregnant with you? I dreamed of a mischievous Little Fairy, who, seeing my lone sorrow in the hospital, voluntarily entered my womb and became my child. When your master said he wanted to take you back for training, I wondered if that dream might be true… Hahaha, what times we live in, and I'm still so superstitious… it's good to have you back." Yu Yi, slightly tongue-tied, expressed varied emotions, none of which she fully conveyed.

Hearing these words, Yu Yu had so much to say buried within her.

Turns out mom knew it all.

In her eyes, this was a heavenly gift—her most precious treasure.

Compared to the universe or life's understanding, human lifespans are fleeting, yet emotions are truly strong and surpass all dimensional barriers.

"Let's eat. I'm hungry." Wu Hen remarked carefreely seeing the mother-daughter pair crying their hearts out.

Indeed, the women's eyes turned sharp, with a hint of disdain.

Can't he give them a moment alone?

"Into the kitchen, ignore him."

"Okay, I'll help you."

"I'll help too…" Wu Hen didn't want to be the type of man with idle hands who just eats.

"Get lost!"

"Go maintain your cosmic peace."

Wu Hen was driven out of their small enclave.

Just when it was awkward, Wu Yingting stood silently at the staircase in the living room, having not said a word, simply watching Yu Yi and Yu Yu with silent satisfaction.

Indeed, as daughters grow, their connection with fathers becomes cursory—after years apart it seems unchanged.

But seeing his wife's latent melancholy of contentment disappear with their daughter's return filled Wu Yingting's heart with happiness.

The family, at last, was reunited.

Wu Yingting couldn't quite believe the experiences they'd been through, like an exhausting, dreamlike midday nap.

"Wu Hen, do you think if Li Feng hadn't dug down, none of this would have happened?" Wu Yingting asked.

"Science can't ultimately prove the existence of the soul, yet we each know its presence. Exploring upwards or digging down holds no essential difference. In space, we hear no sound, smell no scent; most often our visual senses are active, but even with only our eyes, our thought extends. A book does not let us hear characters, or smell described flowers and food, yet through our eyes, we can feel and enjoy the world's charm…"

Whether in virtual worlds, a book, or a dream, the soul's desire to descend and experience endows it with meaning.