Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

"Let's go explore Peach Mountain," Haotian suddenly stood up and said with a smile.

Yaochi looked surprised: "Why did you suddenly make this decision, Senior Brother?"

"Yao Ji is undergoing her tribulation."

"Auntie is amazing!" Longji cheered. "Let's take Cousin Chan'er over there quickly."

Seeing the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden carrying the trembling Yang Chan over, Long Ji patted her head and said, "How about your cousin takes you to see your mother?"

"Really?" Yang Chan's eyes flashed with surprise and delight. She hugged Long Ji's neck tightly and wouldn't let go. Of all these people, this cousin was the one she was most familiar with.

"Of course," Longji said with a smile. My cousin is so cute.

"Let's go." Haotian flicked his sleeve, and the space shifted, and everyone appeared directly below Peach Mountain.

The void was filled with thunderclouds, and bolts of lightning struck down continuously, but they did not harm a single peach tree on Peach Mountain. It was as if they directly merged into space and disappeared.

"The intensity of the lightning tribulation is quite good." Yaochi nodded, not much worse than when the little golden crows broke through.

Yang Chan pointed to a huge rock on the mountaintop and exclaimed, "That's Father!"

"Your father was just a mortal before, and he needed time to adapt to receiving the essence of the Ancestral Witch. I'm sure he'd be willing to stay by your mother's side." Yaochi smiled gently and patiently explained to Yang Chan.

"Aunt, can Chan'er also cultivate?" Yang Chan asked innocently.

"Of course you can." Yaochi chuckled. "You are the son of a human immortal, and your talent surpasses that of 99% of the cultivators in the primordial world."

Haotian glanced at Yang Chan. This little one had the lowest aptitude among the three siblings, but she could still become a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

As the thunderclouds subsided, Haotian led everyone into the interior of Peach Mountain, where they saw Yaoji sitting cross-legged on a round jade platform in the middle of a pool, with a golden flower of essence slowly blooming on her head and several laws swirling around it.

First rank, second rank... Longji and the others were extremely nervous, while Yang Chan's mouth had already been covered by Yaochi, otherwise if she had shouted, it would have definitely disturbed Yaoji.

When the flower of essence bloomed to the sixth grade, the seventh grade trembled continuously. Just as it was half open, Yao Ji's face turned pale, and divine light shot out from her eyes. In an instant, ruthlessness and emotion merged into one, and a calm aura appeared, undisturbed by anything.

Haotian's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his finger, a stone-like object entered Yaoji's chest. It was the heart he had taken from Yaoji earlier.

Upon receiving the heart, Yao Ji's body trembled. Her skin turned red, and a powerful force emanated from her body, finally allowing her seventh-grade cultivation to fully blossom.

Yaochi looked overjoyed. Yaoji collapsed onto the jade platform, tears streaming down her face. She had finally done it.

"Good, as expected of my sister." Haotian clapped his hands and laughed, and at the same time, his opinion of his sister completely changed.

Who would have thought that a piece of jade that fell from his body could lead to this?

Previously, I only thought that Yao Ji's limit was to become a Great Luo Immortal, but the Heavenly Court had countless resources to enhance her foundation, enough to allow her to become a Quasi-Saint.

However, the fourth or fifth grade of the flower is not what Yao Ji wants. Even the little golden crow beside her has a sixth grade of flower. Her brother has gone from a mere virgin to where he is now, and she cannot just hide under his wings.

All these years of hard work have finally paid off.

Upon hearing the voice and seeing the person who had arrived, Yao Ji's eyes reddened. She bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your planning, brother."

"You haven't disappointed your brother either." Haotian exclaimed with admiration. He thought Yaoji would only be able to bloom at the sixth level at most, but he didn't expect her to be able to combine emotion and ruthlessness so quickly. In the future, she might really be able to cultivate the state of mind of the Supreme Being of Forgetfulness.

"Mother, Chan'er misses you so much." Yang Chan slid down from Yao Chi's arms and ran over to hug Yao Ji's legs tightly.

"Chan'er, your mother misses you too." Yao Ji squatted down and touched her head.

"Auntie, you're amazing!" Longji exclaimed with a smile. "Wouldn't you say you defied fate?"

"Ouch." Longji rubbed her forehead, looking at Yaoji who had tapped her head with a wronged expression. "I was just saying it casually!"

"You silly girl, your grandmaster is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, and your father is the Heavenly Emperor, who is what mortals call the God of Heaven. How can you speak such defiant words? Remember not to speak so recklessly in the future."

"I understand." Longji glanced guiltily at Haotian. "Your subject knows he was wrong."

Haotian snorted lightly, but didn't look at her: "You can cultivate quietly here at the foot of Peach Mountain."

Yaochi chuckled and handed over a bamboo basket filled with various spiritual fruits and numerous resources.

"Thank you so much, sister-in-law." Yao Ji's eyes reddened. "I'll have to trouble you and my brother to take care of Chan'er."

"We're all family, no need to be so formal," Yaochi said with a smile. She paused, then added, "Don't you want to ask Yang Tianyou?"

Yang Chan raised her head: "Mother, Father is outside Peach Mountain. Uncle said Father is cultivating."

Yao Ji's expression was complicated. When she regained her memories, she had thought about killing this person, but she had also been moved by him during her years in the mortal world.

As the goddess of Wushan, she witnessed the love, hatred, and grudges of mortals. Yet, Yang Tianyou's willingness to take full responsibility for the crimes in the Lingxiao Palace was enough to prove his sense of duty.

Yao Ji covered Yang Chan's ears, touched her chest and sighed softly. Yang Tianyou's heart was still beating in his chest.

Her tone was complicated: "Brother, sister-in-law, I came to understand love and family affection because of Yang Tianyou and the three children, and I experienced all aspects of life. This is different from the feeling I get from you, brother and Long Jibohuang."

"But I still wouldn't be willing to give my life for him."

"I am the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, a war goddess praised by countless heavenly soldiers. He is my husband, and I will accompany him in the future. But in my heart, the most important thing is still my own path to enlightenment."

Haotian's face flashed with appreciation: "Not bad, not bad. After suffering so much, you've finally become sensible."

If Yao Ji values ​​Yang Tianyou more than her own life simply because she has grasped the Dao of Emotion, then he will truly be disappointed.

However, even if that were the case, Yao Ji would not be able to produce a seventh-grade, three-flower bloom.

While her love for Yang Tianyou was important to Yao Ji, as it was key to her understanding of the path of love, it was merely a journey compared to her long life.

She has experienced far more since birth.

"Longji, you are a female cultivator, so you should listen to your father and mother more often in the future." Yaoji patted Longji's head and looked at Xuan Tianbo Huang and the others, "You too."

Although these nephews were more powerful than her, in her heart they were still children.

"I only hope that Chan'er will have a smooth life in the future," Yao Ji sighed, touching Yang Chan's cheek.

Yaochi laughed and said, "With us looking after Chan'er, naturally nothing will happen to her!"

Haotian's expression was subtle; that was not necessarily true!

"By the way, brother, I lost my memory back then. Is Jiao'er really alright?" Yao Ji suddenly asked. She wasn't too worried about Yang Jian. She understood the methods of the Primordial Sage's followers. After all, she had been familiar with the Twelve Golden Immortals and others since she was born.

However, when Yang Jiao went to the Witch Clan, Yao Ji's feelings were complicated. Among those Ancestral Witches, apart from Lady Pingxin, was there one who knew how to teach children?

The Great Witch Xingtian was on duty at Longde Palace, and his usual words left them somewhat speechless.

Haotian said solemnly, "Don't worry, Yang Jiao will be the future patriarch of the Witch Clan."