She debuted after having a child with a celestial being.

"Sis, just watch me go from trainee to top star. Then I'll take you everywhere I go. I'll get you all the top luxury brands."

"Then I am extremely fortunate to have such a good younger brother as you."

The two of them drove and chatted and laughed like that.

Xiao He knew in his heart that he would strive to fulfill every word he spoke now in the future.

Liu Yifei, however, completely dismissed it as a boy's wild and unrealistic boasting.

The car drove out of the reeds on the shore of Guanting Lake and rejoined the highway.

"How much further?"

After dozing off for a while, Liu Yifei opened her eyes.

"Nuanquan Ancient Town, Yu County, is 233 kilometers away." Xiao He glanced at the navigation. "Take the Beijing-Tibet Expressway, exit at Donghuayuan and turn onto Kangqi Highway, passing Guanting, Fanshan, and Wofosi, then take National Highway 109, passing Chadao, Taohua, Xiheying, and Yu County, and finally arrive at Nuanquan."

Liu Yifei turned her head and glanced at him, then looked expectant.

"Do you know what 'fireworks' means? Molten iron is heated to 1600 degrees Celsius and poured onto the city wall to create sparks. It has a history of over 500 years. Only Nuanquan Town in all of China can show this. In the entire town of Nuanquan, there are only four inheritors left. Master Wang De is 54 years old this year and has been making fireworks for 30 years. His arms are covered with burn scars."

Xiao He didn't speak, but listened to her continue.

"I saw a news report that said the income from making tree flowers is not as high as growing corn, but it's a tradition passed down from his grandfather. His son didn't want to learn it and went to a big city. He took on an apprentice in town and has been training him for over a year; the apprentice is almost ready to graduate."

She paused.

"I think hitting the tree flowers is a very stress-relieving activity."

Xiao He glanced at her: "To relieve stress?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I go? Molten iron at 1600 degrees Celsius, exploding into a sky full of sparks, in that instant, I guess all my troubles would disappear."

Xiao He nodded: "Now that you mention it, I think it makes sense. I'll play with you to your heart's content then."

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

"but……"

Liu Yifei turned her head and looked at Xiao He again.

"When you came to Beijing to see me this time, I realized that the most relaxing thing was actually spending time with you. How come you're more talkative than before? And more interesting too?"

Xiao He gripped the steering wheel without turning his head.

"If we get married, wouldn't we be together for life? I'd take care of your stress for life?"

In his previous life, Xiao He had quite a few women around him; the list of women he had slept with was too long to count on two hands.

But there has never been anyone who has made him think about marriage.

Not having a wife or children is a small regret.

If in this life, one can only have one wife.

If it were Liu Yifei, there would be no problem with that either.

In his previous life, he and Liu Yifei had a close and familiar sibling relationship.

This life was initiated by Liu Yifei herself.

Of course, this version of myself has also changed, leading to a different kind of interaction with Liu Yifei.

As for the remaining members of the opposite sex in the future, they will all be younger sisters.

Liu Yifei was taken aback: "What are you thinking? I'm five years older than you, is there any possibility between us?"

"Sister, you don't understand."

Xiao He cleared his throat.

"A woman three years older brings wealth. A woman thirty years older brings an empire. A woman three hundred years older brings immortality. A woman three thousand years older brings a place among the immortals. A woman thirty thousand years older brings the Queen Mother of the West to feed her. A woman three hundred thousand years older brings Buddha to stand before her. A woman three million years older brings you to rule the immortal realm. A woman thirty million years older brings you to roam the six realms. A woman three hundred million years older brings you to be Pangu's brother."

Xiao He tapped the steering wheel as he spoke.

"What nonsense is this? Is this rap?"

Liu Yifei turned her face away before continuing, "Let me tell you, I'm your older sister, and you're my younger brother. This is the only relationship we can have."

"How can siblings have children?"

"We're not even siblings, are you stupid?"

"They're not blood siblings, so why can't they get married?"

"Xiao, He."

Liu Yifei's voice suddenly turned serious. It wasn't the teasing tone from before; it was genuinely serious.

"If you mention the word 'marriage' again, I'll get really angry, and I won't play with you anymore."

Xiao He remained silent.

He could tell that Liu Yifei wasn't joking; she was genuinely angry.

"Alright."

Xiao He sighed, gripped the steering wheel, and looked at the road ahead.

It seems that only when she becomes a top star, the most dazzling person in the entertainment industry, and shines brightly, will Liu Yifei realize that Xiao He is no longer the little boy who used to chase after her in the rehearsal hall when they were children.

Xiao He has grown up, he's become very, very, very big...

As evening fell, the car entered Nuanquan Ancient Town.

It wasn't peak season, and it was a weekday, so there were very few people in the ancient town.

The stone-paved road has been worn smooth and shiny by the years, and the houses on both sides have maintained the layout of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

The walls of West Castle appeared ochre in the twilight, the gate was deep and dark, and the plaque above the gate was already mottled.

Liu Yifei put on her hat and mask, and pulled Xiao He out of the car.

"This place is quite interesting." She walked ahead with light steps. "The movie 'Devils on the Doorstep' was filmed here, and 'Bright Sword' was also filmed here. Do you know why Nuanquan is called Nuanquan? There is a spring in the center of the town that flows all year round and does not freeze in winter. The water is warm."

She turned around and glanced at Xiao He.

"When I was a child in Wuhan, the winters were terribly cold, and I was thinking about finding a place where the winters weren't cold."

"Did you find it?"

"Found it. Beijing." She smiled. "The heating in Beijing is much better than in Wuhan in winter; you can wear a T-shirt indoors."

The two walked along the stone path toward the castle.

It got dark quickly, and the lights on the city wall came on, illuminating the entire castle in a warm yellow light.

Occasionally one or two tourists would hurry by, and no one would notice her.

The theater is located on the south side of West Castle.

Liu Yifei didn't choose a seat in the front row, but pulled Xiao He to sit in a seat on the side of the middle row.

"The front row has a clear view, but it's also the easiest place to get burned by sparks. The middle row has a good view and is safe."

As she spoke, she took out two pairs of goggles from her bag and handed one pair to Xiao He.

"When did you prepare this?"

"You think all the stuff in my car is just for show? I was really planning a road trip to relax, but you just happened to come to Beijing to see me."

Audience members entered the venue one after another.

There weren't many people, and the theater lights dimmed.

The performance begins.

First came singing and dancing, then folk performances, interspersed with the love story of Stone and Apricot Blossom.

Xiao He didn't pay much attention, but Liu Yifei looked at it very carefully, occasionally leaning over to whisper, "This paper-cut window decoration is an intangible cultural heritage of Wei County," and "I've looked up information about this Baideng Mountain."

She did more homework than he did.

then.

The fire in the stove was lit.

Four inheritors emerged from backstage, wearing straw hats, sheepskin vests worn inside out, and long willow wood spoons in their hands.

The one in the lead, whose arms were covered with old burn scars, was none other than Wang De.

The blower roared.

Inside the boiler, pig iron was melting into molten iron at 1,600 degrees Celsius. Orange-red light poured out from the furnace opening, illuminating the faces of the four inheritors in shifting light and shadow.

Flames shot up more than a meter high from the furnace opening, causing the temperature of the entire stage to rise suddenly.

Wang De walked to the center of the stage and scooped up the first spoonful of molten iron.

The entire audience held their breath.

He used all his strength to splash the molten iron onto the high wall.

An arc streaked across the night sky.

The molten iron struck the cold wall and exploded instantly, with thousands of golden flowers falling from the sky, like a burning tree suddenly blooming in the darkness.

"Wow……"

A gasp erupted from the audience.

Then the second spoonful, and the third spoonful.

Layer upon layer of sparks spread across the night sky, golden, orange-red, and incandescent, like a waterfall flowing backwards, like a cascading galaxy.

The sound of molten iron hitting the city wall crackled and popped incessantly, and sparks continued to leap as they hit the ground, like countless shooting stars falling to earth.

Liu Yifei's goggles reflected a sky full of golden flowers.

Her eyes were incredibly bright.

Just then.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the gaps on the side of the theater. The molten iron being poured in the center of the stage was blown away by the wind, and several sparks flew off their original trajectory, splashing towards the middle row of the audience.

Not many, but extremely fast.

"what……"

Before Liu Yifei could react, she showed a look of shock.

A female celebrity's face is insured for an astronomical sum.