Chapter 911: Reunion of Family Members

On the lands of Yan’an Country, a long convoy of carriages arrived at the southernmost end of Cai Shi Town.
There were over thirty carriages, each pulled by four horses—rare and magnificent warhorses. At the front of the convoy was a squad of elite cavalry, clad in armor and armed with weapons, opening the way.
Leading them was a young general in silver robes and armor, appearing to be in his early twenties.
Although Su Che’s true self could not enter the Immortal Prison, his main avatar, possessing the power of an Immortal Lord, could take on the appearance from his past life, returning home in glory.
As a sixth-rank military officer, a position that commoners would refer to as “general,” this title was indeed real, bestowed personally by the current emperor of Yan’an Country.
For Su Che, this was no difficulty at all. With just a simple soul spell, he could make the emperor abdicate, allowing for a complete change of regime overnight without any resistance.
But there was no need for that. At first, a simple rank as a minor officer was enough to bring the greatest satisfaction to his family. Going too far might scare them instead.
Twenty minutes later, the entire Cai Shi Town was in an uproar. People everywhere were shouting, “Xiu Ge’er is back! He really became a general!”
“Come and see! Xiu Ge’er is back—he truly became a general.”
“What? Xiu Ge’er is back?”
“Yes! In silver robes and armor, accompanied by hundreds of guards—look how majestic he is! It seems he brought back dozens of carts full of silk, grain, oil, and various specialties from the capital…”
In his past life, Su Che was named Qin Xiuchuan. Though he was a patrol officer with some authority to enforce laws, he was kind-hearted and got along well with his neighbors. The villagers never called him “officer” but instead affectionately addressed him as “Xiu Ge’er.”
When Su Che’s family heard the news and rushed out excitedly, they found hundreds of villagers already gathered outside the Qin family’s courtyard to watch.
At that moment, the long convoy led by Su Che slowly entered the town, appearing right at the entrance of the street where the Qin residence was located.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Some young people, seemingly having foresight, spontaneously set off two large strings of firecrackers, as if they too possessed the magical ability to predict the future.
“Look! It’s Xiu Ge’er! It really is him!”
Many observant villagers pointed at the young general in silver robes at the front of the convoy, shouting loudly.
“Yes, it’s really Xiuchuan.”

The parents’ eyes were filled with tears. Xing Er, holding her two-year-old son, trembled as she kept repeating in his ear, “Baby, look! Your daddy’s back. It’s really your daddy…”
“Daddy.”
The little boy widened his eyes and strained to see toward the street entrance, finally making out that imposing and heroic figure.
With his relatives right before him, Su Che’s mood changed rapidly as he got closer…
Originally, as the lord of the Immortal Prison, he had witnessed countless separations and reunions, partings and reunions, within the Immortal Prison universe. He thought his heart could remain calm, but now, in a daze, he forgot about his identities as a creator, an immortal lord, or a powerful being of chaos. All he remembered was that he was their son, her husband, his father…
It seemed he had truly become an ordinary person again.
“Then let this main avatar start as an ordinary person and grow step by step with his family.”
Bang!
When the convoy stopped outside the Qin family’s gate, Su Che dismounted from his horse in full armor and landed heavily on the ground. The villagers around him immediately fell silent, watching the family quietly.
“I’m back.”
At that moment, Su Che didn’t know whom to address first—his parents? His wife? Or his son?
The cultivation heart, forged over tens of thousands of years, somehow reverted to its softest state. Unconsciously, the lord of the Immortal Prison was in tears, gazing deeply at his relatives who had been separated from him for tens of thousands of years…
If it had only been a two-year separation, as a fierce general, he shouldn’t have shown such emotional depth in front of the villagers. But who among them could know how many days and nights these relatives had filled his heart with longing? At least ten thousand years—he truly thought they were no longer alive and would never see them again…
Tears blurred his vision, and his powerful consciousness seemed to have failed. All he could hear were calls like “My son,” “Brother,” “Daddy.”
The villagers could tell that Xiu Ge Er, now a general, seemed even more excited than his parents and children. This feeling was indeed somewhat…
“A heartless person isn’t necessarily a true hero; showing affection for one’s child doesn’t mean one isn’t a man.”
A few gray-haired elders nodded secretly: “Xiu Ge Er, such genuine feelings—well done!”
He was home. Truly home. There was so much to do…

Laughter and joy continued until the hour of Hai at night. The parents went back to their room to rest, and the son fell asleep in his arms. Only then, in the master’s bedroom, could Su Che calm down and have a few private words with Xing Er as husband and wife.
“Xing Er, you’ve grown up.”
Looking at her, Su Che once again remembered that scene: the devastating disaster suddenly struck, and he watched helplessly as Xing Er, just a few feet away, turned to ashes in terror…
At that time, she was only seventeen in age. Two years later, she was still a girl under twenty.
But she was already a mother and seemed much more mature—truly grown up.
“Brother, do you miss me?”
After holding back for several hours, Xing Er finally asked shyly.
“Yes!”
Su Che nodded. “I miss you very much, really very much…”
The Xing Er before him was just a woman with an attractive appearance from the town, the kind often described as a “neighborhood girl”—simple, unremarkable. Her looks and temperament paled in comparison to the fairies of the immortal realm by countless millions. Yet for some reason, looking at her now, Su Che felt an uncontrollable impulse—a desire befitting a normal man.
It seemed she was the sexiest woman in all of chaos, in all universes, capable of stirring desires in Su Che’s heart, which had long been that of a “high monk.”
As the saying goes, separation makes love grow stronger. How long had they been apart?
Putting his sleeping son aside, he embraced his wife, inhaling her faint scent mixed with the smell of soap nuts. Su Che could no longer hold back.
It seemed this was the true reality, the most genuine reality!
As the couple became one, Xing Er let out a soft moan, expressing her greatest passion: “Brother, I miss you so much…”
…
In some corner of the Immortal Prison, Lao He sighed, “All these years, master, you’ve finally become a true man again.”
…
A month after reuniting with his family, Su Che finally had time to deal with another matter: Xue Yu.
Xue Yu, the fairy who once filled Su Che with hatred and disgust, someone he wished he could torture to death—she was finally in his hands.
Yet by now, at Su Che’s current level, those old feelings had faded; hatred and disgust no longer mattered.
After careful inspection by Bat Wing and Vajra, it was confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Xue Yu. Only then did Su Che summon her before him to face her directly.

“Su Che…”
Xue Yu had long regained consciousness from her frozen state and showed Su Che a deeply complex, bitter smile. “No matter what you plan to do to me, I only ask to see my sister once before I die. If she’s still alive…”
“In this life, your sister has become my cousin,” Su Che said in a low voice.
“Oh?”
Xue Yu was slightly surprised. “She’s become your cousin? So, she’s still alive?”
“She’s living well,” Su Che replied with a calm smile. “But I know that after her memories of the past life awakened, she hates me deeply.”
“Can I meet her?” Xue Yu asked pleadingly. “Perhaps, after seeing me, I can help her overcome this resentment.”
Su Che hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.
He agreed not to satisfy her request, but rather for the sake of his own cousin, Su Nian’er. He truly hoped to ease her obsession, free her heart, and allow her to fully enjoy this new life after reincarnation. If Nian’er was willing to truly let go of the past, Su Che certainly wouldn’t be stingy—he would at least give her a wonderful future at the level of an Immortal Lord. For him, this wasn’t a problem at all.
Swish!
He imprisoned Xue Yu in the Immortal Prison. At the same time, he transported Su Nian’er out of the Tianxuan Sect and arranged for the two sisters to reunite in a secluded valley on Qi Yuan Star.
He thought they would hug each other and cry when they met, but unexpectedly…
The two stunning women stood face to face, holding hands, smiling at each other with strange expressions.
“That’s not right!”
Su Che immediately felt a very badpremonition. Unfortunately, it was already too late to stop them.
In just a fraction of a second, the figures of Su Nian’er and Xue Yu merged into one.
Regardless of whether their combined appearance resembled Xue Yu more or Su Nian’er more, they had become one person!
Swish!
At the same time, in the skies of the Immortal Realm, Yu Huang Tian appeared suddenly above Su Che’s head, unnoticed even by his two guards, Bat Wing and Vajra.
“Very good!”
Yu Huang Tian nodded with a smile. “You’ve finally arranged for them to meet.”
“Have you been waiting for this moment?” Su Che flew up to match his height.
Inside the Immortal Prison, Su Che was also sealing away the merged woman using the power of the Heavenly Dao. He just didn’t know whether to call her Xue Yu or Su Nian’er.

It wasn’t just sealing; Lao Hei also summoned the other five Chaos-level soul slaves. Together with the puppet body, they surrounded this woman as a precaution.
Yu Huangtian said leisurely, “Xueyu once told you that her sister was the original owner of that pagoda. You never believed that, did you?”
Su Che remained silent.
“She wasn’t lying, but she also didn’t tell the whole truth.”
Yu Huangtian smiled faintly. “In fact, the two sisters are not only the same person but also my own daughters, my only children. Her name is Xueyu, and she indeed was the first owner of that pagoda!”