After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

After an unknown amount of time, little Xie Xingran woke up.

He was still dazed and his mind was not yet fully clear. He felt as if his little body was soaking in warm spring water, and a warm feeling emanated from his limbs and bones. Even his curled little fingers were unfurled. He felt soft and comfortable all over and didn't want to move.

But this pleasant feeling didn't last long. A loud and cheerful shout came from his ear, full of unrestrained joy, which made his small eardrums tingle slightly.

"Truly a born spirit! Truly a fine grandson of the Xie family! To be able to draw in Qi at such a young age!"

Liu Xuan's voice trembled with excitement as he clapped his hands, "This little baby is so tiny! His eyes aren't even fully open yet, and he's already mastered Qi cultivation! He's destined to be the number one genius on our continent!"

"Eeya—"

Xie Xingran frowned at the sudden loud voice, twisted her little body in dissatisfaction, and finally slowly opened her eyes.

A pair of dark eyes, like obsidian immersed in water, blinked innocently and let out a soft, sweet call in the direction of the sound, as if protesting the noise that disturbed her peaceful sleep.

"Look at you, how old are you, making such a racket and waking Ranran up."

He Anyao rolled her eyes at her husband, her tone reproachful, and walked forward gently. She took Xie Xingran, who had just woken up, from Liu Qingwan's arms, carefully cradling his little head and coaxing him softly, "Ranran, be good, don't be afraid, it's just that Grandpa was too noisy."

She lowered her head and kissed Xie Xingran's soft little cheek, her voice softening even more: "Grandpa is a big bad guy, he woke up our little darling. Let's not hold it against him, okay?"

Xie Xingran was being held by her grandmother, and her little head involuntarily swayed gently with her movements.

He curiously rolled his little eyes and looked around.

His mother, Liu Qingwan, stood beside him, looking at him tenderly; his loving maternal grandmother was holding him; his maternal grandfather, who had just disturbed him, was standing not far away; and there was also a smiling lady, his paternal grandmother, Xie.

But after looking around, he couldn't find that familiar, tall, and handsome figure.

Xie Xingran's small brows furrowed even more, and a hint of confusion appeared in her dark eyes.

He slept soundly, but when he woke up, his father was gone.

Where is his father?

Could he be a jerk who'll just take one look at the child and leave?

"What is Ranran looking at?"

Seeing this, Madam Xie smiled and stepped forward, extending her warm fingers to gently touch Xie Xingran's little face, her tone full of affection, "Are you looking for your father?"

As she spoke, she took out an exquisite longevity lock from her sleeve.

The longevity lock was made of pure gold, with lifelike auspicious cloud patterns carved on it. The edges were polished smooth and rounded, and a small silver bell was hanging from it, which made a crisp sound when shaken gently.

Most importantly, the Longevity Lock contains an exquisite array, which was carved by the Valley Master of Mo Fu Valley at the request of the Xie Clan. It can withstand attacks from three cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage.

Xie carefully placed the longevity lock around Xie Xingran's neck. The silver bells jingled, causing Xie Xingran to subconsciously reach out her little hand to grab it.

Xie Xingran had been pampered since childhood and had seen many good things, but as soon as this longevity lock appeared, Xie Xingran felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy, which directly told him that this longevity lock was very important and very valuable.

And he likes expensive things the most!

"Eeya!"

Xie Xingran, with his chubby little hands, held the longevity lock and shouted at the Xie family, seemingly quite satisfied with it.

When Xie saw that her grandson liked it, she couldn't help but smile. It was worth all the effort she had put into making this longevity lock.

"Father has some very important business to attend to and needs to go out," Madam Xie explained patiently. "He won't be able to stay with Ranran for a while. Once Father is back, we'll all come to play with Father, okay?"

"Eeya—"

The soft, sweet child's voice floated lightly, carrying a hint of innocent confusion in its response.

Xie Xingran waved her little arms twice, as if responding to her grandmother Xie's words.

He tilted his head, his dark eyes darting around, but he was secretly plotting something.

Xie Jinghan didn't really care whether his adoptive father went out on business or not.

Men can't just stay in the backyard and with the kids forever, but the key is, they should leave something behind before they leave, right?

As the young master of the Thousand Machines Pavilion and Xie Xingran's biological father, how could he just quietly rush to the front lines without leaving behind even a decent jade pendant or a protective magic artifact? That's just too unreliable!

Xie Xingran pouted, her brows furrowing slightly, looking quite unhappy.

However, Xie clearly did not understand her grandson's meaning.

She nestled close to Xie Xingran, her face beaming with joy. "Oh my, my dear Xingran, what a bright and intelligent little one! She's only been here a short while, and she already understands what her grandmother is saying?"

"What a promising talent! He'll definitely grow up to be a towering, powerful cultivator like your father!"

Xie Xingran wanted to make another "ee-yah" sound to explain, but seeing Xie's overjoyed expression, she finally gave up the idea.

Well, it's only right to make the old folks happy; consider it a way to build goodwill.

He simply went along with Xie's wishes, grinning with his toothless little mouth and revealing a sweet smile, which immediately made Xie beam with joy, repeatedly calling him "my darling".

He Anyao, who was standing to the side, also smiled. She took off a lustrous jade bracelet from her wrist. The jade bracelet was translucent and had a soft bluish-white luster. It was also carved with exquisite patterns and was obviously not an ordinary item.

He Anyao gently waved the jade bracelet in front of Xie Xingran and said softly, "Ranran, this is a gift from your maternal grandmother. Wearing it will ward off evil spirits and bring you peace and good fortune."

Xie Xingran's gaze was instantly drawn to the jade bracelet.

Although he had lived through two lifetimes and seen countless rare treasures, this jade pendant was surrounded by a faint spiritual energy, clearly indicating that it had been carefully nurtured. It carried a warm aura that made people feel inexplicably at ease.

His big, watery eyes were wide open, like two black grapes. His little body leaned forward slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out his chubby little hands to reach for the jade bracelet. His little fingers scratched haphazardly in the air, making him look adorably silly.

Seeing this, He Anyao couldn't help but laugh out loud and gently put the jade bracelet on his wrist.

The jade bracelet instantly shrank to fit Xie Xingran's wrist, and remained firmly on his wrist no matter how much Xie Xingran struggled.

The coolness of the jade bracelet seeped through his fingertips, instantly calming him down considerably.

He knew perfectly well that his current baby-like appearance was the best tool to win over his family.

Even though he has the soul of an adult, he doesn't mind acting cute and innocent. After all, these people genuinely care about him. Occasionally, he can play the innocent child and make them smile, which isn't a bad thing.

Liu Xuan, who was not far away, watched the heartwarming scene of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law playing with the child by the cradle, and the smile on his face never stopped.

However, a barely perceptible hint of worry would occasionally flash through that smile.

Especially when he thought about the battle in Shuyu Valley, his brows furrowed slightly, and the worry in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

His in-laws, Xie Tianhong and Xie Jinghan, were both fighting against the demons on the front lines of Shuyu Valley.

Now that the demons are coming on strong and the war is getting intense, with each message from the front lines becoming more and more dangerous, how could he not be worried?

After a moment of contemplation, Liu Xuan finally stepped forward and walked to his daughter Liu Qingwan's side.

Liu Qingwan was sitting on the bed, looking at her son with tender eyes, her face showing the tranquility of a new mother.

Hearing her father's footsteps, she turned around and asked softly, "Father, what's wrong?"

"Why did you suddenly send Jinghan to Shuyu Valley?"

Liu Xuan's voice carried a hint of confusion and a barely perceptible reproach, "Didn't we already agree that after you finished your postpartum confinement, your mother and I would go to Shuyu Valley to help out, so that you and your husband could stay in the Holy Land to take good care of Ranran?"

Pity the parents of the world.

Even though Liu Qingwan had already achieved great success in her cultivation, married and had children, in Liu Xuan's eyes, she was still the little girl who needed his protection.

Since the demons invaded and war raged across the Cangxuan Continent, he had already made plans.

No matter what, he had to protect his daughter and grandson. That's why he offered to go to the front lines with his wife, while Xie Jinghan stayed in the Holy Land to accompany Liu Qingwan and take care of the newborn child.

But to his utter surprise, Xie Jinghan went to the front lines ahead of schedule.

This completely disrupted all his plans. Liu Xuan's brows furrowed even more, his voice filled with worry:

"The front lines are extremely dangerous right now; the demons' strength far exceeds our expectations. What will you and Ranran do if something happens to Jinghan on the battlefield?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingwan's serene expression did not fade. She gently patted her father's arm and softly comforted him, "Father, don't worry, Jinghan knows what he's doing."

Her gaze returned to her son in the cradle. "He promised me that he would come back as soon as possible after defeating the vanguard of the demons. He'll be fine."

She knew in her heart that it was the same in her past life.

At that time, she and Xie Jinghan went to the front line together and fought side by side. Although they were occasionally injured, they were all superficial wounds, which were nothing to them as cultivators.

With her father-in-law overseeing things on the front lines in this life, Xie Jinghan's safety is more assured, so she naturally doesn't need to worry too much.

Looking at his daughter's resolute expression, Liu Xuan sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and a touch of expectation: "I hope so."

He turned his head and looked out the window.

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard had fallen to the ground at some point. The autumn wind was bleak, swirling a few withered leaves in the air. In the distance, a patch of fiery red clouds hung in the sky.

A heavy look flashed in Liu Xuan's eyes. "The war is intense now, and the entire Cangxuan Continent is in a state of panic. The disciples of the Holy Land are also busy refining pills to prepare for sending to the front lines. I'm afraid Ranran's 100-day celebration will have to be simplified."