Wu Tian deliberately emphasized the words "little aunt," fearing that the Blade Warrior might overlook this detail about his little aunt.

"Haha, how could I forget? Speaking of which, has the baby been named yet?"

"Of course. The boy is named Feng Luo—the elder brother—and the girl is named Feng Wu—the younger sister."

"Feng Luo... Feng Wu..."

At that moment, everyone softly murmured the names Feng Luo and Feng Wu, savoring the meaning behind them.

"Such beautiful names."

After some polite remarks, Wu Tian quickly invited everyone into the North Mysterious Hall, leading them into Mengdie's elegant boudoir.

It must be said that daughters' chambers are rarely visited, especially Mengdie's. Outside of Iman, even Wu Tian rarely sets foot there, let alone anyone else.

It's worth noting that Mengdie is a distinguished Junior Protector of the Jade Clear Sect with an exceptional status; ordinary elite disciples wouldn't dare intrude upon her space. Yet here everyone was, barging in without a word, leaving Mengdie momentarily stunned and bewildered. The flicker in her eyes betrayed her surprise until she identified the visitors, at which point her gaze lowered softly.

After all, they'd lived together for a period. Even with limited understanding, familiarity was undeniable. Still, after half a year apart, Mengdie didn't utter a word of greeting. Her gaze swept over everyone present, including Xiu Yi, before finally nodding lightly in acknowledgment.

Xiu Yi was completely stupefied...

So, this is the mother of children? She looks far younger than Red Ghost Sister! His mind suddenly flashed back to that day and the evening on Bull Planet—the ethereal figure of Mengdie floating like a celestial maiden stirred a wave of astonishment in his heart!

This woman is practically divine—her allure extraordinary, demeanor serene and reserved, elegance poised. Even the arrangement of her room was graceful, refined, and fresh. Yet Xiu Yi could never have imagined he'd one day find himself in this beautiful sister's chamber.

Just then, the stunning robotic caregiver Iman exited the room, saying, "Lord Wu Tian, the children are sleeping soundly in the inner room."

"Oh? Please, everyone, feel free." Wu Tian gestured invitingly.

Without hesitation, the group moved into the inner chamber, their footsteps falling quietly. Two small children lay asleep on the bed, their dreaming faces peaceful. As for their appearance—well, children are children; it's hard to discern anything distinct at such a young age. One would need to wait until they grow older to notice deeper impressions.

Yet, in that instant Zhang Xiaobo was struck dumb!

Indeed, he felt a certain sensation, and even though he was just a Rank 2 warrior—his perceptiveness not considered sharp—he could sense an overwhelming familiarity emanating from the children. That was Feng Yi's magnetic fluctuation.

In truth, according to Zhang Xiaobo's traits, he shouldn't be able to detect such surrounding waves. But Feng Yi's energy field was different. Its distinct essence was so pure that even with closed eyes, one might guess the individual behind such breaths was unmistakably their father.

Zhang Xiaobo's perception wasn't derived from Mental Power but purely an instinctive intuition.

Fortunately, once inside, everyone made a conscious effort not to disturb the children's rest. They gently surrounded the bed, closely observing this pair of siblings—their breaths and even the tiniest expressions. Especially the boy; his resemblance to Feng Yi was undeniably striking—though calling it resemblance wouldn't suffice. It felt more accurate to say he was already much like him. Since children's features take time to mature, imagining their future appearance became the natural pastime. Based on the current likeness, one could easily estimate a resemblance rating of at least 50%. How they'll look grown up remains a matter for another day.

Indeed, all anyone wanted was to quietly observe, reflecting in silence on the birth of these new lives. Hearts were inexplicably filled with a sense of relief and deep sentiment... Although Feng Yi was gone, he'd left behind these two most treasured beings—a continuation of his legacy, in a sense.

Collectively, everyone breathed easier, finding solace. The babies were far too young to engage or amuse—communication was simply impossible. Thus, all they could do was quietly watch, perhaps take a few silent photographs, leaving them with nothing more to do.

To avoid disturbing their slumber, the group soon stepped out of the room, careful not to utter a word loudly for fear of waking them. Their faces couldn't conceal their delight.

Once outside, Sara cautiously retrieved clothing from her Space Crystal—meticulously prepared beforehand. These garments, all handwoven, were in abundance—enough to cover the children's needs for one or two years.

At her side, Wu Tian smiled silently, observing everyone. Mingfei, Protector Jin, and Zhan Yu looked equally astonished—how thoughtful! She had prepared so much?

This scene caught the attention of Misty Fog, the hall master, who gasped slightly, her cherry lips parted in surprise. "What? This much? How could Sister Mengdie finish sorting all of this?"

When all the clothes had been laid out, Sara presented one final gift—tickets for a seven-day trip—directly to Mengdie. She assured Mengdie that these tickets were permanently valid and encouraged her to visit Earth with the children once they grew a little older. "You must come! The distance isn't too far—consider it a relaxing getaway."

Mengdie expressed heartfelt gratitude for Sara's kindness, though everyone kept their voices hushed, wary of disturbing the children.

Xiu Yi and his team also revealed their prepared gifts—mostly toys, nutrients for the kids, and Mengdie's favorite fruits.

Despite Mengdie's celestial demeanor, her gaze noticeably widened upon spotting rare fruits—clearly, she held an appreciation for them. Needless to say, explanations were unnecessary. Having reached here, Xiu Yi had naturally clarified everything beforehand.

As for the explorers' presents, Mengdie... Mengdie, after all, was who she was. Without hesitation, she graciously accepted everything, proving herself magnanimous by not holding grudges over past events. Everyone had their faults once, but through Feng Yi, such interactions had taken root—though peculiar, they clearly reflected Mengdie's openness.

Right before Xiu Yi's departure, Mengdie couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, scrutinizing him for a moment... She then casually handed him the Storm Stance cultivation manual before turning away.

Holding the manual in his hands, Xiu Yi, rarely prone to such outbursts, let his inner theatrics emerge, declaring that with this artifact, he could save the world!

Mengdie no longer interacted with the group following this. Such items were gifts from Feng Yi to her, now passed to Feng Yi's disciple, Xiu Yi—lending these gestures an air of inheritance.

She didn't bother bidding them farewell in any formal sense; such superficialities mattered little to her. Watching the others leave joyously, her gaze lingered outside the window... As her jade seal twisted in her fingers and a gentle breeze slipped through, even the windows shut themselves silently, restoring North Mysterious Hall's original tranquility.

"Everyone traveled so far and hasn't eaten yet, have they? Come, come, come, follow me."

Finally, loud conversation resumed. Freshly stepping out of the room, Wu Tian enthusiastically proposed a feast. Truth be told, he'd intended to host a meal for everyone earlier, but unfortunately his guests were determined to prioritize seeing the children first. As their host, his hands were tied—he simply followed their wishes. Since they wanted to see the babies, so be it.

In fact, Wu Tian wouldn't normally let others enter Mengdie's room to see the children. However, these individuals were uniquely connected to the babies and Feng Yi himself, leaving him little choice in the matter.

"Hey, old man, I must admit—I'm absolutely famished!"

Wu Tian had barely finished speaking when the fat man interrupted, declaring he was hungry—starving, even!

"Hahaha! Then you must eat your fill later! In Jade Clear Sect, food is abundant—whether it flies in the sky, walks on land, or swims in water, we have it all."

At this moment, Wu Tian's face was alight with joy, his words brimming with the spirit of hospitality, though inwardly he was mulling over the Blade Warrior...

He was silently pondering her earlier vow to present an extraordinary gift to the children—had she actually forgotten? Words are words, banter is banter, pleasantries are pleasantries, and politeness is politeness—but don't turn promises of a gift into a joke.

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