Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery Chapter 2339 - 2306: Dreams Shattered, Still a Workhorse

Jiang Yuan is a bit silly.

This guy has already started fantasizing about historical deeds of famous princesses like Princess Gaoyang and Princess Le’an. She’s thinking of learning from the predecessors how to live a princess’s life well.

Thunk!

"These things are completely nonexistent, don’t overthink it."

Jiang Ding casually taps her on the head as if he’s playing the piano.

"Huh?"

"Nonexistent things?"

Jiang Yuan is stunned, then starts crying, turning to Fusang: "Sister-in-law, look at him! As a grand princess of the Immortal Dynasty, tell , are my demands excessive?"

"Is it excessive?"

She sobs tearfully.

"Excessive, indeed."

"Yuanyuan."

Fusang says with a bit of reluctance.

She empathizes with her.

In this era of the Immortal Dynasty, there is no royal family, no royal mbers, naturally there is no grand princess. This little one completely lies flat, living a life of eating and waiting for death surrounded by servants, with a status as noble as can be nonexistent.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yuan is stunned.

Then, she instantly puts away all her sobbing, letting out a long sigh.

Looking desolate as if having seen through the mundane world.

"So, brother, I still have to work?"

"Will I beco a 9-9-6 workhorse in the future?"

Jiang Yuan asks weakly.

"You’re really clever."

"Just like my sister."

Jiang Ding smiles, comforting, "9-9-6 isn’t likely, everything is according to Xiann’s labor laws. Based on my experience, if a person has no job, doesn’t work, after a brief indulgence of pleasure, they’ll fall into emptiness and despair, life becos gloom."

"Ancients said that labor is social significance, and that’s true."

"So, you need to have sothing of your own to do. Although I can support you if you laze around, you won’t be happy, that’s unavoidable."

"No! No, no, no!"

"Brother!"

"You’re wrong, I am truly happy living with eating and waiting for death."

Jiang Yuan tries to struggle.

"Oh?"

"You an,"

Jiang Ding’s eyes slightly squint: "Yuanyuan, are you questioning a Human Emperor from the Endless Starry Sky’s judgnt of human nature?"

"Are you sure?"

"No."

"I’ll obey His Majesty’s arrangents in everything!"

Jiang Yuan says helplessly.

At this mont, she seems to see countless luxurious, splendid lifestyles with crowds of handso servant guys growing little wings, flapping far away from her, never seen again.

"Yuanyuan, give up."

Lin Wanqiu watches the two, holding back a laugh.

After the family finishes eating, the Taiqing Flying Sword rises from its bonsai form, appearing with a pleasant sword hum, wobbling as it tidies up the bowls and table, then whisking them off to the kitchen with a stack of dishes, occasionally humming sword sounds like singing, leaving Fusang and Caiyu amazed.

This Human Emperor weapon is excessively skillful.

Once everything is cleaned up and the ho is tidy, the family sets out for a walk, talking about many changes over the years.

Just like before, Jiang Yuan holds the Taiqing Flying Sword bonsai in her arms, looking left and right.

"Once we leave our community, the outside world has changed so much!"

Jiang Yuan exclaims.

All sorts of buildings, public facilities, buses, robots flying by the roadside, peculiar flowers and plants, celebrities on billboards, etc., are all different from their era, many tis without asking the Central Array Spirit Computer, she doesn’t know where the bus is or what it looks like, everything is new.

"Our ho’s community has an ancient nostalgic style."

"It’s quite competitive, the housing prices are high."

Jiang Ding says with a laugh.

This isn’t him just talking or secretly manipulating, there’s not that much free ti.

Since ancient tis, things are treasured for their rarity, compared to various modern buildings, Fulin Community’s location and decoration style are very retro, so many people quite like it.

"But the people are still the sa."

"No difference from many years ago."

Lin Wanqiu says with so emotion.

The people around, the elderly with children, families of three, groups of running children, all of this is unchanged from many years ago.

No matter how much ti flows by, people and their emotions in the human world are always the sa.

This makes her feel quite close.

"Mom, Jiang Yuan, you guys adapt for a while first, then think about going to primary school."

Jiang Ding thinks and says.

"Primary school?!!"

Jiang Yuan opens her mouth wide.

"You didn’t hear wrong."

"It really is primary school."

Jiang Ding laughs, teasing: "Do you underestimate ?"

"Thanks to and many predecessors, many talented individuals developing, Immortal Technology has advanced rapidly, far exceeding the past, the things you learned back then are outdated, even many Immortal Path principles are wrong, if you want to adapt to society, you must start learning from primary school."

"More contact with citizens of this era to avoid loneliness and developing psychological issues."

To his mother and sister, the Human Emperor has a clear judgnt.

They are irreplaceable precious kin but also ordinary people, fearing they can’t tolerate loneliness like many Immortal Path monsters.

"...Alright."

"You’re impressive, your words are right."

Jiang Yuan sighs helplessly.

After seeing the current Xiann, their steps unknowingly arrive at the vicinity of Rongcheng City Public Cetery.

There’s not much change here as well, because this is where the Human Emperor’s relatives are buried.

The atmosphere seems a bit heavy.

They walk past rows of tombstones, finally arriving at the tombstone of their grandparents, beside them are Uncle Lin Yong’s family of three.

Ti flies, fleeting, yet these tombstones remain.

No moss, no overgrown weeds, the tombstones haven’t toppled or weathered, exactly as they were many years ago, without the slightest change.

This is the Human Emperor’s will.

"Dingding,"

"I rember years ago, it seems it was when you were in high school, my mom said, a thousand years later if our kin remain in the world, how wonderful would that be?"

"Now, reality far surpasses what my mom and dad thought back then."

Lin Wanqiu says sowhat sadly, sighing lightly.

Ti is a good redy for grief.

After so many years, she’s co to terms with the loss of her grandparents, now she’s just reflective.

"Indeed."

"The Six Dao Reincarnation should exist, right?"

Jiang Ding says uncertainly: "If there’s reincarnation, grandpa and grandma must have reincarnated countless generations, so there’s no need to linger, everyone has their own life."

"Uncle and they must be the sa."

As they chat idly, Fusang and Caiyu bring incense sticks and candles, offering them to the two elderly.

This is evidently a custom of the Xiann, still practiced for over three million years, though it’s unclear where they learned it from.

Lin Wanqiu and Jiang Yuan’s first day of revival passed so peacefully.

The days afterward were equally plain and fulfilling.

The family lived together for several years, Jiang Ding confird his two relatives could integrate into modern Xiann life, then returned to the Supre Great Sun Day Pivot, leaving a clone here, occasionally coming back for als and cooking.

The Human Emperor began to spend more ti and energy focusing on the Great Dao.