He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

What came into view was a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Shen Yunshu, with a similar aloofness in her eyes and brows, but with an added touch of arrogance.

She was dressed very elegantly, in a white and gold long dress, with a jade belt inlaid with gemstones tied around her waist.

She was also wearing a gold hairpin on her head.

Xu Yi looked up at her and asked in a calm tone.

"Who are you?"

The woman raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips, and tightened her grip even more.

"I've already called you Master Sister, so what do you think you should call me?"

Xu Yi tilted his head, thought seriously for a moment, and then said in a very serious tone.

"Auntie."

The woman's smile froze on her face, and her eyes darkened.

"Hmm? You little brat, you want a punch?"

As she spoke, she raised her fist, as if to bring it down.

Xu Yi's eyes narrowed, and he was about to dodge when suddenly a white figure picked him up and carried him steadily into a warm and soft embrace.

"You've gone too far. You're even bullying a child. What kind of behavior is that?"

Shen Yunshu's cold voice rang out, carrying a hint of barely perceptible anger.

Today she wore a long white dress with wide sleeves, the hem embroidered with delicate orchid flowers. As she walked, the dress fluttered, making her look like a fairy descended from heaven under the moon.

Shen Yunshu held Xu Yi in her arms, gently smoothed his disheveled hair, and softly brushed his forehead with her fingertips.

Seeing this, the woman pursed her lips and put away her fist.

The anger on her face subsided somewhat, and her tone carried a hint of grievance.

"Sister, I was just joking with him, I didn't really mean to hit him, why are you so protective of him?"

Seeing how gentle Shen Yunshu was with Xu Yi, she felt a little jealous.

She was her only younger sister, and her older sister had never been so gentle with her since they were little.

Although it was partly due to my own mischievousness.

Xu Yi nestled in Shen Yunshu's arms, slowly raised his head, and whispered to Shen Yunshu.

"Master, that old lady said she's going to kill me."

woman:?

Her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? When did I say I was going to kill you?"

Shen Yunshu held Xu Yi, slightly turning her body to avoid the woman's gaze, her tone still indifferent.

"Qingyao, he's still young, don't argue with him, and definitely don't hit him."

She gently stroked Xu Yi's back with her fingertips, comforting the little one in her arms.

Shen Qingyao pouted, her face full of helplessness, and shrugged.

"Okay, okay, sister, please continue to protect him. I give up, alright?"

She said that, but a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes. It was clearly this brat who had a sharp tongue...

She stepped forward, reaching out to ruffle Xu Yi's hair again, thinking to herself:

Even if I can't fight, I can at least touch it, right?

Xu Yi immediately covered his head warily, shrank back, and hid in Shen Yunshu's arms, his tone carrying a hint of disgust.

"Don't touch me."

This woman's hands are too heavy.

Shen Qingyao's hand froze in mid-air, she raised an eyebrow and glared at him.

"Why can't I touch you? I'm your senior uncle! In terms of seniority, you have to show me respect. What's wrong with me touching your head?"

He said that, but he didn't actually do it.

Just staring at Xu Yi's chubby face, the more he looked, the more he felt that this little devil was handsome, but had a sharp tongue.

People who kiss him in the future will probably be poisoned to death by him.

Shen Yunshu gently patted Xu Yi's back, then looked at Shen Qingyao, her tone softening slightly.

"Yi'er is shy, so don't tease him too much."

The small body in her arms was warm and soft, pressed against her chest, making her feel warm inside.

Shen Qingyao rolled her eyes, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"Yes, yes, your precious apprentice is the most valuable."

The tone shifted abruptly, and the playful expression on her face faded.

"But don't protect him yet. I've come back to you with something important."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunshu frowned slightly.

"What is it?"

Shen Qingyao pursed her lips and gestured to Xu Yi beside her.

He gave a "it's not appropriate to say here" look, and his lips moved silently.

Shen Yunshu understood, slowly put Xu Yi down, and gently touched the top of his head with her fingertips.

She bent down to look Xu Yi in the eye.

"You stay here by yourself for a while and behave yourself. Master will come back after he finishes dealing with things."

Xu Yi looked at her, nodded, his small face showing little expression, and simply responded.

"it is good."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two figures vanished from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already at a deserted hot spring on the back mountain of the Sword Sect's main peak.

Shen Qingyao lifted her skirt and sat on the bluestone by the hot spring, her expression solemn.

"During my years of travel, I stumbled upon some major news."

"The Primordial Creation Fruit will soon be unveiled in the Starry Sky Secret Realm."

She paused, her gaze fixed intently on Shen Yunshu.

"We are both at the tenth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and we have been at this level for hundreds of years. We are only one step away from ascending to the Emperor's throne."

"This Creation Fruit is an ancient divine object that can help people break free from shackles. If we join forces to explore it, we might just be able to become emperors in one fell swoop!"

"Should we give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunshu's expression remained unchanged. Without a second thought, he shook his head, his tone flat.

"I'm not going."

"If I remember correctly, the flow of time within that secret realm is different from that outside."

"One day in the secret realm is equivalent to one month in the outside world."

She gazed at the rising white mist, her tone carrying a hint of certainty.

"Even if we manage to obtain the Creation Fruit and successfully become emperors, more than a decade will have passed in the outside world."

"I don't want to miss Yi'er's childhood."

Shen Qingyao suddenly stood up, her face filled with disbelief, her voice rising several decibels.

"Sister, are you crazy or am I deaf?"

"Are you prepared to give up a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become emperor just for the sake of a brat's childhood?"

In her view, becoming emperor is the lifelong pursuit of cultivators, and many people are willing to pay any price for it.

It's absurd that my sister would give up something for a disciple.

Shen Yunshu glanced at her indifferently, her tone calm.

"What makes you so sure you'll succeed if you go?"

"We might not only fail to obtain the Fruit of Creation, but we might also perish inside."

She paused, her tone becoming somewhat serious.

"Also, don't portray Yi'er's childhood in such a negative light."

Ordinary people in this world always say, "Make money first, then spend time with your children."

"But what I learned from the book is that the effective period of the profession of elder is only the first eighteen years."

She gazed at her reflection in the hot spring, her eyes gentle yet resolute.

"Once a child's childhood is missed, it can never be brought back."

"There may be another opportunity to become emperor, but I don't want to miss out on Yi'er's growth."

Shen Qingyao stomped her foot in anger after hearing this.

"Have you gone mad from taking care of this kid? I think you've really gone insane!"

Shen Yunshu didn't say anything more, and casually tossed a storage bag to Shen Qingyao, which landed in front of her.

"These are some of the most useful magical artifacts I have. If you really want to go, they might be able to help you."

Shen Qingyao caught the storage bag, but threw it back without hesitation, her tone tinged with annoyance.

"Forget it, I'm not sure if you won't go."

"Sigh... I'll reluctantly stay at your dilapidated sect for a while."