vrcanaries Chapter 541 Guanjiang Estuary, Yangjia Village
Chapter 541 Guanjiang Estuary, Yangjia Village
Yang Jiao stood in front of Taoshan and took a deep breath.
For a moment, everyone looked at her.
Yang Jian stepped aside and stood next to Nezha, calmly saying, "Although my sister and I are at the same cultivation level, her abilities are far more mysterious and unpredictable than mine."
Nezha nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly: "After all, she is Yang Jiao."
Yang Chan's eyes sparkled with the light of dawn, her starry eyes brimming: "After all, she is my older sister."
Kinnara approached Yang Chan without making a sound, and chuckled in agreement: "Yes, sister can definitely split open Peach Mountain to bring out our adoptive mother."
Lu Ya Daoist glanced at Yang Jiao's younger siblings and rolled his eyes.
"Aren't you guys a little too idolizing Yang Jiao?"
It's even a bit blind.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Mosquito Taoist asked expressionlessly.
"No." Lu Ya Daoist was a wise man who knew when to yield, raising his hand and changing his attitude in a completely different way: "Yang Jiao is the strongest, Yang Jiao is the most powerful, Yang Jiao is the number one person in the Three Realms of the Primordial World!"
Just kidding, this is the Mosquito Daoist who has mastered the Styx Ancestor's technique of creating immortal clones! I am indeed above her in cultivation level, but unfortunately, she is immortal as long as the mosquitoes of this world are wiped out.
He was merely born with the power of the sun; if the Mosquito Taoist were to bite him, he might be unable to emit light and heat anymore and would become completely cold.
At this moment, Yang Jiao stood in front of Peach Mountain, which had besieged her mother for more than ten years, and everyone present looked at her with surprise and anticipation.
Little Golden Crow recalled the unpredictable Thousand Machine Cudgel from back then and said frankly:
"My cousin must have used the Thousand Machine Staff to smash Peach Mountain to pieces."
"Not necessarily." As a witness to Yang Jiao's magic weapon, Lu Ya guessed, "She has a lot of good stuff. Maybe she'll come up with a great magic weapon that no one has ever seen before and grind Peach Mountain into dust."
Everyone was eagerly anticipating this rescue mission, which had been awaited for over a decade.
Yang Jiao took a step forward.
Their hearts tightened a little.
Without realizing it, everyone clenched their fists tightly, and even slowed their breathing.
Just as everyone was speculating how Yang Jiao had cleaved the mountain, imbued with the power of the Heavenly Laws, in two with a single strike...
Yang Jiao, with unparalleled strength and unmatched power, swiftly and gracefully lifted Mount Tao onto her shoulder!
Compared to Taoshan, Yang Jiao's figure appeared incredibly weak and small. Yet, despite this vast difference, she managed to lift Taoshan onto her shoulders with a single effort.
Not only that, but he could also tilt his head and speak to Yao Ji, who had just seen the light of day again in Peach Mountain but was still too shocked to react:
"Mother, come out."
Yao Ji: ...
He had considered every possibility of getting out of Taoshan, but he never expected that his daughter would lift the mountain up and carry him out.
The entire mountain was eerily quiet.
Lu Ya Daoist clearly heard the sound of his jaw dislocating, the bones creaking and cracking.
That was quite unexpected!
Everyone was waiting to see how Yang Jiao would use powerful weapons to rescue her mother, but she used the simplest and most violent method!
Let's shoulder the responsibility of Taoshan!!!
Yang Tianyou nervously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly:
What has happened during the years I've been planting grass in the West?
At this moment, the scene of her daughter, who had been performing the act of lifting flowerpots in front of her for only half a month after her birth, is still vivid in her mind.
Yang Jian, Nezha, Yang Chan, Kinnara, and Mosquito Taoist were instantly petrified on the spot.
Yang Jiao looked at the stunned crowd and asked, "What's wrong? Hurry up and bring your mother out."
"Oh right."
Yang Jian immediately snapped out of his daze, stepped forward, and walked into the shadows of the mountain to retrieve Yao Ji.
Just as the two of them left the area of Peach Mountain, a loud boom was heard behind them.
Yang Jiao had already put the mountain back in its original place and was casually patting the dust off her hands.
Yang Jian's lips twitched slightly.
"Mother~" Yang Jiao ran over and hugged Yao Ji.
Seeing this, Yao Ji calmed her trembling mind and opened her arms to hug her three children tightly.
"Mother's children have all grown up."
“Mother…” Yang Chan reached out and wiped away Yao Ji’s tears. “Mother, don’t cry. Today our family is reunited. You should be smiling.”
"You should laugh, Mother should laugh."
Yao Ji forced a smile, but as soon as the smile began to rise, her tears flowed even more profusely.
The children all grew up safely.
The calamities of Heaven did not kill them; instead, they made them even more powerful than themselves.
Yao Ji was undoubtedly grateful.
Heaven has been kind to her.
Yang Tianyou's eyes welled up with tears, and he quickly looked away, wiping his face with his palm before turning back with a smile.
For him, having this wife was the happiest thing in his life, not to mention that they also had three well-behaved children.
There is nothing that makes Yang Tianyou more satisfied than being with his family.
All he wanted was for his family to be safe.
This family was separated in different parts of the Three Realms during the Heavenly Tribulation more than a decade ago, but today, they are finally reunited.
Yang Jian is calm and thoughtful, and those who are precocious are often wise, but precociousness is bound to bring harm.
These heavy things in his heart finally began to clear up the moment his mother stepped out of Taoshan today.
The gentle breeze seemed to sense something and brought coolness to the family.
Nezha stood to the side, rubbing his face, watching Yang Jiao and feeling the warmth he never had.
"Nezha!"
Nezha raised his head.
He suddenly burst out laughing.
It seems that Yang Jiao can always sense when her emotions change.
He responded softly, "Hmm?"
Yang Jiao pointed to the sky, where the colorful clouds on the horizon, illuminated by the setting sun, resembled fiery clouds, complementing the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains.
She smiled sweetly and said in a light tone:
"Look, those clouds look like a magic ribbon."
Nezha raised an eyebrow.
In an instant, the Wind and Fire Wheels beneath his feet burst into flames, and he soared into the air, waving his hand in mid-air.
The Hun Tian Ling flew out, unfurling in the wind, one end tied to Nezha's arm, its tail slicing through the sky like a vermilion brush painting on rice paper.
The twilight clouds were stirred up so that they resembled blooming lotus flowers.
The rosy glow suddenly intensified.
The Hun Tian Ling flew higher and higher, and at its highest point, it burst open, scattering colorful clouds.
Thousands of red silk ribbons transformed into a shower of flowers.
The crimson petals, fluttering and falling, each carried a petal, and the burning starlight illuminated countless faces below.
The evening glow, stirred up by Nezha, became a reflection falling to earth, breathtakingly beautiful.
Nezha's smiling eyes took in Yang Jiao's astonishment, and he whispered:
"I send you a sunset, hoping you will always be fulfilled."
Yang Jiao suddenly laughed:
"Let's go home."