The Resurrection of Tian Xiaotian

"Let's switch to another world and break through my cultivation level first before going after that old geezer."

Ye Chuan stretched, the crisp popping of his joints exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

His phone screen was still lit; the adventure world of the Profound Sky Continent had been paused by Ye Chuan.

As for Qianshuang, knowing that the Ascension Realm patriarch would come for revenge, Ye Chuan had already made her log off in advance.

This way, the next time Ye Chuan went back, he could continue right at that exact time point.

Sneaky?

Not sneaky at all. This was called grinding levels and coming back later.

It was just a pity that there wasn't enough time. The maid training was still a bit lacking; at the very least, the synergy with Su Yao wasn't quite there yet.

Walking out of the room, Ye Chuan arrived in the living room.

Bai Qianshuang was currently sitting cross-legged on the sofa, the TV in front of her still on.

Noticing Ye Chuan walking out of the room, she blinked her beautiful eyes. "How did it go?"

She was holding a large bag of snow skin mung bean cakes, pinching one between her fingertips, her cheeks slightly puffed out. Only when she was eating did that face show a hint of liveliness.

Attacking...

"The patriarch of the Phoenix Tree Holy Land did indeed come knocking. Don't enter the Profound Sky Continent for now. Wait for me to level up," Ye Chuan said.

Bai Qianshuang nodded gently. "Okay."

As long as neither Ye Chuan nor Bai Qianshuang entered the Profound Sky Continent, the time there would remain frozen.

It didn't matter to Bai Qianshuang.

Because against a peerless expert in the Ascension Realm, her cultivation level was meaningless anyway.

Even if she were in the Mahayana Realm, even if she were a one-in-a-million genius.

Moreover, in her eyes, as long as Ye Chuan could safely withdraw from that world, it was a guaranteed win.

As for some Ascension Realm patriarch, or some Phoenix Tree Holy Land...

It wasn't important.

After messing around with Bai Qianshuang for a while, Ye Chuan glanced at the electronic clock on the wall.

"I almost forgot the main business. Xiaogua should be waking up today. I'll go take a look."

...

In Tian Xiaotian's room, the spirit-gathering array formations Ye Chuan had specially arranged were slowly circulating along the floor. In the center of the array, fine silver-white halos surged and converged like a tide.

In the center of the halo, the young girl's figure gradually solidified and took shape from a translucent remnant soul state. Bones, meridians, and flesh formed one after another, ultimately turning into a complete and vibrant physical body, lying quietly on the bed.

The time was indeed about right, so Ye Chuan waited quietly.

After a while, Tian Xiaotian seemed to react. Her long eyelashes fluttered violently. The control over her consciousness and body finally returned to her own hands after ten long years.

...

Tian Xiaotian sat up abruptly, immediately looking down at her hands.

Pale, warm, with a vibrant temperature at her fingertips. These were not the foul, corruption-eroded palms from the Land of Timely Rain.

She raised a hand and pressed it against her chest. Her heart was beating powerfully within her ribcage, thump, thump.

Warm blood flowed through her veins, and clean air rushed into her lungs.

Tian Xiaotian looked up and happened to see Ye Chuan standing to the side, smiling faintly.

Pent-up emotions surged up at this moment. Her eyes instantly turned red, and large teardrops fell silently onto the quilt. She didn't cry out loud, but just bit her lower lip tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes, stumbling barefoot to Ye Chuan. She stopped a step away from him and took a deep bow, bending extremely low. Her voice carried a suppressed tremble, yet every word was clear:

"Thank you, Boss."

There were no hysterical complaints, no hoarse expressions of gratitude. Just this one simple sentence, hiding the only light that had shone into her darkness all these years.

"It's good that you're awake. Put some clothes on first." Ye Chuan reached out and helped her up.

"It's alright. You're resurrected now anyway. This is the real world, not an instance world, and there are no endless anomalies to fight anymore."

"From now on, Xiaogua, just live a good life here."

Tian Xiaotian looked up, tears still falling, but she tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a very shallow yet incredibly genuine smile.

"Boss, I'm Xiaotian."

"Alright, Gua Xiaotian."

Tian Xiaotian was already used to how Ye Chuan addressed her. These things weren't important.

Being able to have a stable life, she would gladly let him call her WarGreymon.

However, Tian Xiaotian was afraid...

Afraid that everything happening before her eyes was just a hallucination.

A hallucination from an anomaly instance.

Having experienced so many instances, Tian Xiaotian couldn't distinguish reality from illusion most of the time. She simply couldn't tell what was real and what was fake.

But her intuition told her that this was real.

It was the boss who had fished her out of that sea of suffering.

"I... finally don't have to be trapped there anymore." Her voice was very soft, carrying the daze of having survived a disaster.

"Yeah, you don't." Ye Chuan handed her a glass of warm water.

"Rest well for a couple of days and get used to real life. Once you've recovered, I'll take you out for a walk around Haizhu and try some local snacks. You were in the instances for so many years, there are a lot of things you haven't seen."

Tian Xiaotian took the water glass with both hands, her fingertips feeling slightly hot. She nodded vigorously, her eyes turning red once again, but she still replied forcefully, "Okay."

A few seconds later, she suddenly looked up. "By the way, boss... that daughter of mine."

"Oh, her? Didn't you already chop her into minced meat?" Ye Chuan was stunned for a moment. Hearing Tian Xiaotian ask about her, he thought she still had feelings for that person, so he asked,

"Do you still have some lingering attachment to her?"

"No," Tian Xiaotian said. "I'm afraid she didn't die completely. If possible, it would be better if you checked, boss."

Oh, so she was afraid of not pulling up the weeds by the roots.

Hearing this, Ye Chuan took out the Human Emperor Banner. The glittering golden banner had absorbed so many divine souls that the golden light on it had become increasingly bright.

After all, he had paid so much to boost it. If it didn't emit some golden light, how would others know that Ye Chuan's magical treasure was rare enough?

"Let me see..." Ye Chuan searched through the divine souls inside the Human Emperor Banner, but in the end, he couldn't find Little Xiaogua's aura. Obviously, she had truly been chopped into minced meat by Tian Xiaotian.

"She's dead," Ye Chuan said.

Tian Xiaotian was expressionless. "That's good."

For the following time, Tian Xiaotian focused her attention on the room Ye Chuan had prepared for her. The room wasn't small. Although it wasn't as good as the house in the safe zone of the anomaly world, the sense of security it brought was unparalleled.

Here, Tian Xiaotian didn't need to constantly earn points like she did in the anomaly world, nor did she need to worry about being forcibly teleported into an anomaly instance the moment she opened her eyes.

"This is so nice." Tian Xiaotian sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch the sheets. The softness was incredibly distinct.

"By the way, boss, is there anything you need me to do?" Tian Xiaotian suddenly asked.

She felt that she definitely couldn't live here for free.

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