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Leng Yaozhu immediately turned the conversation back to the matter at hand: "Furthermore, the timing of your travel between the two Worlds is not fixed."
"If I want to return to the World Ten Thousand Years in the future, I'm afraid I'll have to stay within your Undead Plane at all times."
"Otherwise, if I miss the next window for Transmigration and want to go back, there's no telling how long I'd have to wait."
"If the Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda were to vanish into thin air, it would cause absolute chaos."
Huo Yuhao nodded; this was indeed an issue that could not be ignored.
When he first traveled between the two Worlds, time had been almost relatively static. No matter how long he stayed Ten Thousand Years in the past, only a split second would have passed when he returned to Ten Thousand Years in the future.
But it was different now. According to his own records, the intervals between Transmigrations could be as short as a dozen days or as long as several months, with no discernible pattern to follow.
However, Huo Yuhao then smiled, his tone carrying a hint of ease: "But based on the experience I've gathered from so many Transmigrations, although the timing of each trigger is indeed not fixed, so far, the shortest interval hasn't been less than ten days."
"Even by a conservative estimate, there's absolutely no problem with letting Aunt Leng move around freely outside for the first five days."
Leng Yaozhu nodded upon hearing this, a rare flash of genuine interest appearing on her face: "Very well, it's a good chance for me to experience the scenery of Ten Thousand Years ago."
To be honest, she was also somewhat excited in her heart.
An Opportunity like traveling through Ten Thousand Years of time and space was something she would never have encountered in her lifetime if not for Huo Yuhao.
At the thought that she might be able to see with her own eyes those figures who only existed in history books, a long-lost sense of anticipation couldn't help but rise within Leng Yaozhu's heart.
"Yuhao, it's time for dinner!" A gentle female voice suddenly drifted up from downstairs.
Huo Yuhao subconsciously turned his head to look out the window. The setting sun on the horizon, about to sink below the skyline, was splashing its last glow of twilight across the courtyard wall; it was indeed time for dinner.
A smile unconsciously surfaced at the corners of his mouth. No matter how many times he traveled through Ten Thousand Years of time and space, hearing his mother's voice calling him for a meal could always instantly pull him away from all his complex and tangled thoughts.
He withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to Leng Yaozhu beside him. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Aunt Leng, do you want to... meet my mother?"
Leng Yaozhu thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded. Since she had come to this era Ten Thousand Years in the past, she naturally had to meet Huo Yuhao's mother.
Huo Yun'er was currently wearing a floral apron, busy in the kitchen.
Steam was still rising from the iron wok on the stove. She used a cloth to pad the handles as she brought the final dish to the table, then turned back to check on the rice steaming in the pot.
Four dishes and one soup—it couldn't be called a feast, but every item was exquisitely prepared.
She raised a hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat from her forehead. Her complexion was rosy, a faint smile hung on her face, and her gaze flickered toward the stairs from time to time, waiting for her son to come down.
Before long, familiar footsteps echoed on the wooden stairs.
Huo Yun'er looked up with a smile: "Go wash your hands first, today's dishes..."
She stopped mid-sentence, her voice cutting off abruptly.
Because she saw another figure behind her son. That person was following behind Huo Yuhao, slowly descending the stairs.
She had a graceful and tall figure. Although her long dress was simple in style, it could not hide the overwhelming aura of elegance and nobility radiating from her. Her fiery red hair was draped loosely behind her, flowing with a dark red luster under the indoor lights.
As she walked down the stairs, that cold and stunningly beautiful face was clearly revealed to Huo Yun'er's sight.
With Phoenix Eyes and thin lips, her features were so exquisite they were almost surreal, and her entire being exuded an indescribable, awe-inspiring Qi.
Huo Yun'er stood rooted to the spot, the pair of chopsticks she was about to hand to her son still gripped in her hand, while she herself was stunned as if someone had cast a freezing spell on her.
Her mind was suddenly a bit of a mess. Why did a woman suddenly appear in her son's room?
And she was a woman who was unbelievably beautiful, with a temperament that clearly didn't belong to an ordinary person?
'Could she be my son's girlfriend?!' This thought jumped into Huo Yun'er's mind without warning.
On the Douluo Continent, it was perfectly normal for teenage boys and girls to develop feelings for one another.
Among the neighbors' children, there were plenty who were even a year or two younger than Huo Yuhao and already engaged.
Huo Yun'er's gaze subconsciously fixed on the figure behind Huo Yuhao, and she couldn't help but begin to size her up in her heart.
Her figure and looks were naturally beyond reproach; that graceful, tall build and those cold, beautiful features—even from the perspective of the most critical mother-in-law, one couldn't find a single fault.
It's just... she seems quite a bit older than Yuhao, doesn't she?
Huo Yuhao had just turned fourteen this year. Although his height had shot up to nearly 1.8 meters, his face still carried a hint of youthful greenness and innocence.
In contrast, the red-haired woman before her had a steady and cold temperament. The composure in her brow was clearly an aura that could only be refined by having seen great storms; she looked to be perhaps a dozen years older than Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yun'er's heart felt a bit complicated for a moment. She didn't actually object to her son finding an older partner, but this age difference...
While Huo Yun'er's mind was wandering, Huo Yuhao and Leng Yaozhu had already walked down the stairs.
Huo Yuhao stepped slightly to the side to introduce Leng Yaozhu. His gaze toward his mother was frank yet held a hint of solemnity as he spoke: "Mom, this is my teacher, Leng Yaozhu."
"If she hadn't been supporting us in secret, we wouldn't have been able to safely escape from the White Tiger Dukes Mansion back then."
"Ah?!" Hearing this, Huo Yun'er was stunned on the spot once again.
Teacher? This red-haired woman, who looked to have such an otherworldly temperament, was actually Yuhao's teacher?!
After a brief moment of shock, those buried memories were like a lid being lifted by an invisible hand, instantly flooding into Huo Yun'er's mind.
The dark years of struggling to survive in the White Tiger Dukes Mansion, the determination and haste of their escape from the Dukes Mansion...
Especially the Spirit Master cultivation talent and the astonishing achievements in Spirit Tools that Huo Yuhao had displayed, which far exceeded those of his peers—knowledge that even ordinary adult Spirit Masters might not possess—how could a boy of a few years have figured that out all by himself?
It wasn't that Huo Yun'er hadn't asked herself these questions in her heart. It was just that Huo Yuhao had never offered an explanation, and she was considerate enough never to press him. And today, the answer was finally placed before her.
Her son indeed had a teacher who was secretly instructing and supporting him!
In an instant, Huo Yun'er felt that her thoughts from just now were truly too disrespectful.
She had actually mistaken the benefactor who had changed the fate of their mother and son for her son's girlfriend, and had even stood there calculating whether she was too old... Her cheeks burned slightly, though luckily the warm yellow light of the kitchen helped mask it a bit.
After the brief surprise, Huo Yun'er hurriedly wiped her hands vigorously on her floral apron and stepped forward to greet them.
A genuine smile filled with gratitude bloomed on her face: "So you are Yuhao's teacher! Please, come and have a seat!"
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