Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 390 Resurrect My Love, and the Unbelievably Lucky Bai Xiaochun
Looking at the chat group page in front of him, Gu Ming was thrilled. He knew that his golden finger, though late, had finally arrived!
"However, I still need to study the specific effects of this cheat, and I don't know if it is a growth-type cheat or a resource-type cheat."

Gu Ming felt his mouth go dry, so he joined the lively chat group.

He stood alone atop Mao'er Mountain, his expression shifting rapidly: bewilderment, shock, ecstasy, and a silly grin, as if he had gone mad.

After a long while, Gu Ming closed his eyes. In that instant, the vast Tongtian World, along with the Eternal Star Domain outside the Tongtian World, and even the Eternal Great Realm, all came to a standstill.

Gu Ming then opened his eyes, and the world began to turn again, but no one in the world knew this except for the Eternal Mother and an unknown being.

As a consciousness born from the Eternal Flower, the Eternal Mother, who created the Eternal Immortal Realm almost like the Heavenly Dao, sensed the fluctuations in the world, but had no way of finding out where this change came from.

However, she vaguely sensed that there were variables in the world, and these variables might be her hope of not being devoured by Nifan!
"I was too naive. I thought my cheat was growth-type or resource-type, but I never expected it to be invincible. Well, thanks to 'my' efforts."

Gu Ming smiled and then, his heart burning with excitement, the first thing he did was to step into the river of time in this world.

"Qing'er, wait for me."

Gu Ming murmured to himself, then disappeared from Mao'er Mountain.

My wife may be an ordinary person, but she has devoted all her heart to me. Now that I have achieved great success, how could I forget my wife who shared my hardships?

In the long river of time, there is a great river that seems to exist in another space. Looking at this river, it is as if one can see countless scenes of time and space, and the lives of countless people are displayed in this river, from birth to death.

As Gu Ming stepped into the river of time, a boat slowly approached from afar, carrying a boatman with an old and solemn face.

"The Dao is strange indeed. Since I transformed into time, I should be able to see all the changes in this world, whether in the future or the past."

Yet, I cannot discern your origins, fellow Daoist; it seems as if you attained sainthood overnight, ascending to heaven in a single step.

The old boatman carefully chose his words.

Gu Ming smiled slightly: "Why be so insistent on seeing through things? Why bother with past acquaintances when we meet? Fellow Daoist, won't you invite me to sit on your boat?"

The boatman smiled and invited Gu Ming aboard, saying, "I just don't know what brings you here, friend. You can't just be here to see this old man, can you?"

Gu Ming looked directly at the River of Time and said gently, "I'm here to rescue someone."

The boatman was taken aback, then laughed and said, "That's easy. Not to mention people, even if you want to retrieve an Eternal Flower, I can lend you a hand."

The so-called Eternal Flower is a Dao, a Dao unique to this world. If a fourth-step powerhouse attains the Dao, they can use it to break through to the fifth step.

This is equivalent to becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor from an Immortal King, almost standing at the end of all the Great Daos.

The boatman's kindness towards Gu Ming wasn't because he was a sycophant, but because he sensed Gu Ming's indescribable cultivation level.

Even though he had transformed into time and achieved the fourth step, and theoretically there was no one in the world who could threaten his life, he still felt a sense of life and death being out of his control when facing Gu Ming.

"Hmm, fellow Daoist, you might as well tell me the cultivation level of the person you rescued, so that I can be prepared."

"No need, I've already found it." Gu Ming said with a gentle smile, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed a handful of Time Water, in which the reflection of a woman appeared.

Even the old boatman couldn't help but look over. Who exactly was Gu Ming, whom even he couldn't see through, thinking about? Hmm, a mortal?!

The old boatman stared in disbelief at the scene, unable to believe that someone would go to such lengths to come to the River of Time just to find a mortal.

The life of an ordinary person is but a fleeting moment, like morning dew, like a cicada, a grain of millet in the vast ocean. Logically speaking, someone with Gu Ming's cultivation level would consider the world insignificant, let alone an ordinary mortal.

"Ah, fellow Daoist, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" the old boatman couldn't help but ask.

"Old Deng, you're talking too much," Gu Ming said unfriendly.

The old boatman's voice stopped abruptly, and he abruptly shut his mouth. A huge wave of emotions surged in his heart, and he felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

Then the handful of water transformed into a person, and a gentle woman appeared in the river of time. The old boatman looked at her from left to right but could not see anything strange about her.

He was just an ordinary mortal, and his face looked haggard and old.

Bai Qing'er opened her eyes with a slight sense of confusion, and when she saw Gu Ming, her pupils suddenly dilated as she stared at the person in front of her in disbelief.

"My wife, it's been a long time." Gu Ming smiled gently.

Looking at the handsome young man before her, Bai Qing'er was momentarily dazed.

Recalling Gu Ming's injury, she took care of him day and night for many years, praying day and night, hoping that her husband would wake up soon.

He never achieved it, not even on the day he died.

As she pondered, Bai Qing'er's body trembled slightly, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Is this a dream?"

"It's not a dream. I have cultivated immortality and come here specifically to find you."

Gu Ming said gently, wanting to touch Bai Qing'er's haggard and aged face with his own hand, his eyes filled with boundless love.

The woman's beauty, which he felt was a result of her own death, pained him deeply.

But Bai Qing'er retreated like a timid deer, for a woman cares most about her appearance in front of her beloved.

"It's too late, I'm too old now," Bai Qing'er said, her eyes brimming with tears as she covered her face with her hands.

Gu Ming remained unmoved, but his appearance began to change at an incredible speed, as if ten years passed in a second. His upright posture began to hunch, and the years formed wrinkles on his face.

"I can grow old too."

Then Gu Ming stepped forward, embraced the woman in front of him as if he were embracing the whole world, and whispered, "You can be young too."

As soon as she finished speaking, the haggard and aged woman began to regain her vitality. Her posture became upright, and the wrinkles on her face began to fade, revealing her youthful appearance, full of boundless beauty.

The next moment, Gu Ming used his aged hand to grasp the girl's soft hand, his cloudy eyes filled with boundless tenderness.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you."

"But I'm greedy, so greedy that I want to have youth with you forever."

As they spoke, Gu Ming straightened up again, his face becoming incomparably handsome. He and the graceful young woman before him gazed at each other, their eyes never tiring of each other.

The old boatman watching from the side looked on with a sour expression, feeling like he'd been unwittingly fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

However, he dared not make any sudden movements, and even held his breath. As the saying goes, old people are shrewd, and he was sure that if he made any move that would ruin the atmosphere at this moment, he might be beaten to death by Gu Ming!

Then, the boy took the girl's hand and strolled leisurely out of the river of time.

"Qing'er, I'll take you to see all the mountains and rivers, and let you appreciate all the beautiful scenery in the world." "Okay, what about Xiao Chun? How is he now? He must be suffering a lot after I left."

"Oh, don't worry about it. Boys are fine. Xiao Chun has his own destiny."

"Hmm, then how did you get to where you are today, my husband?" Bai Qing'er asked.

Gu Ming said without changing his expression, "It's just a little bit of weathering."

What a joke! He could tell Bai Qing'er that he had been lying in bed for over ten years, only to wake up and die right away. How embarrassing would that be?

The old boatman looked at the couple who seemed to be a match made in heaven and thought to himself:
“Xiao Chun, it seems to be their son. I’ll have to keep an eye on him later. Well, not to curry favor with that cultivator, but I just feel that this name has a special connection with me.”

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At this moment, Bai Xiaochun, who was in the kitchen of the Lingxi Sect, was being coaxed by Zhang Dapang and others to eat the spiritual treasures in the kitchen.

“Ninth Junior Brother, look, this is a hundred-year-old ginseng. Outer disciples would fight tooth and nail for a taste of it. And look at me.”

As he spoke, the mountain of flesh, Zhang Dapang, broke off a ginseng root and threw it directly into his mouth.

At that moment, Bai Xiaochun suddenly realized: no cook doesn't steal food; a person can't get rich without unexpected wealth; a horse can't get fat without night grass; and a cook who doesn't steal food will get thin!
If he eats more now, his cultivation will be smoother in the future, and he will be able to help his father embark on the path of cultivation sooner!

Poor Bai Xiaochun had no idea that his father's cultivation had reached its peak, and he had completely forgotten his roots, going off to enjoy himself with his mother.

Then, without any hesitation, he accepted the scraps of the spiritual medicine handed to him by Zhang Dapang and the others. With each bite, he felt a feverish sensation all over his body, as if he were drunk.

Zhang Dapang and the others laughed heartily, and even passed on the six-word mantra for Bai Xiaochun's secret of stealing food:

"Ninth Junior Brother, remember this: there are rules to stealing food. Eat the edges and corners of the spirit plant, but don't touch the main stem. Cut the meat with a sharp knife, but leave a little bit of bone. Eat more water in the spirit porridge and a small half cup of the nectar."

Bai Xiaochun was feeling a bit cocky at this moment, and unconsciously said, "Senior brother, look at this bowl. Can we make it look big, but actually very small? For example, make the bottom of the bowl thicker."

After hearing this, Zhang Dapang and the others were stunned, staring at Bai Xiaochun in disbelief, repeatedly praising him as a natural genius in their kitchen.

He was worried that Bai Xiaochun would be bullied after hearing the name, but now it seems that this is not Bai Xiaochun at all, but Hei Dawu!
"See? I told you Xiao Chun is destined for greatness. He'll thrive wherever he goes."

Gu Ming smiled and explained to Bai Qing'er that among the many protagonists in the Er Gen universe, Bai Xiaochun had the most comfortable life, and except for a few times, he was always successful.

Bai Qing'er glared at Gu Ming. Since her resurrection from the river of time, she had been thinking about Bai Xiaochun, which was why she had Gu Ming bring her here.

"Hmph, that's true, but Xiao Chun is still making a living on his own. You're so capable, what's wrong with having him by your side?"

Bai Qing'er said coquettishly.

Gu Ming smiled helplessly: "Xiao Chun is extraordinary by nature. There are some things he has to experience."

Seeing that his wife was still watching him, Gu Ming quickly gave in and surrendered. Then, in front of Bai Qing'er, he looked at Bai Xiaochun and said...

“I say, my son Xiao Chun is blessed with great fortune, turning misfortune into good fortune and disaster into auspiciousness. He is destined to be the most noble, the highest, and the most supreme!”

An invisible force enveloped Bai Xiaochun, further elevating his already destined fate as a chosen one.

The greatest hardship he will suffer in the future will be iced Americano. Oh, there is no iced Americano in the world of A Thought Through Eternity, then it's alright. It seems he won't suffer at all.

Bai Qing'er was delighted and went to travel with Gu Ming to explore the mountains and rivers.

And from then on, Bai Xiaochun's life underwent a tiny change.

For example, whenever Bai Xiaochun has the thought of cultivating, the spiritual energy in the world will unconsciously gather towards him, and he can pick up spiritual herbs and spiritual stones after taking only a few steps.

When participating in sect duels, one is either left out or left out. If one actually goes up to fight, the opponent's true energy is either running wildly or their feet slip. In short, everyone loses for their own reasons, which is extremely ridiculous.

Some people suspected that Bai Xiaochun cheated, but no evidence could be found.

Even more outrageous is that when Bai Xiaochun relied on luck to get to the final stage of the sect competition and faced his future wife Du Lingfei.

Du Lingfei is the daughter of the Heavenly Venerable of the Tongtian World. She entered the Lingxi Sect in mortal form to investigate the whereabouts of her senior sister. Her methods are far superior to those of the disciples of the Lingxi Sect.

The two stood on the arena, with elders and disciples of the Lingxi Sect watching from the sidelines. It was a lively scene, with everyone commenting on the situation on the stage.

"Senior Sister Du, defeat Bai Xiaochun!"

"Yes, defeat this shameless scoundrel who rose to power through sheer luck!"

Du Lingfei stood on the high platform, holding the magical wooden sword, her aura overwhelming Bai Xiaochun.

"Senior Sister Du, why don't you admit defeat? Otherwise, I'm afraid something might happen to you."

Bai Xiaochun looked at the girl in front of him and said with an innocent expression, "These days, I have also realized my abnormal luck."

"Ha, you, a piece of trash who got to the top by luck."

Du Lingfei said with disdain, recalling the many battles she had fought while Bai Xiaochun had reaped the benefits without lifting a finger. She was immediately indignant and determined to teach Bai Xiaochun a lesson.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaochun didn't say anything more, and with the elder's command, the battle began.

Du Lingfei, wielding a wooden sword, charged forward like a female sword immortal. But the moment she took her first step, her breath hitched, a result of the technique she had practiced countless times.

Du Lingfei's heart skipped a beat, and despite the risk of her cultivation technique going haywire, she still charged forward. But when she took her second step, despite being a cultivator and immune to heat and cold, she suddenly felt abdominal pain.

What made her even more eager to... let out the air.

This made Du Lingfei both ashamed and angry, but fortunately, her cultivation level was extremely high, so she could suppress it and continue killing!

As she continued her attack, about to stab with her sword, a flock of spirit birds suddenly flew overhead, leaving a trail of large birds that landed directly on Du Lingfei's sword and clothes, causing her, who was a germaphobe, to blush instantly!
"Die!"

With bloodshot eyes, Du Lingfei risked her cultivation level declining to unleash her strongest attack, but at that moment, an indescribable sense of oppression struck.

A dark mass was getting closer and closer in the sky. An elder looked up, trembling, and said in a daze, "Stars, those are stars! How can stars be falling down?"

An elder realized something was wrong and quickly said, "Ling Fei, stop."

Du Lingfei was also stunned. The wooden sword remained suspended in the air, and the star also remained suspended in the air.

Then Du Lingfei sheathed her sword, and the star that was about to be thrown back mysteriously!
Elders and disciples of the Lingxi Sect: ? ? ?

Du Lingfei: ? ? ?

Bai Xiaochun: ^_^^_^^_^
(End of this chapter)