Lin Yiren saw Xu Wendong’s gaze, tense to the point of almost freezing, and slightly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a faint smile. Her lips parted gently, her voice as soft as a spring breeze: "Wendong, do not be too anxious. Your brother is safe and sound; it’s just that his life path has changed somewhat."

She paused, sighed helplessly, and said, "Before you left, we both entered the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, but since then, your brother seems to have been reborn, entirely changing his appearance."

"He unexpectedly apprenticed himself to a Nascent Soul Stage expert, wholeheartedly studying spells, with his mind set solely on walking the path to becoming an Immortal."

Upon hearing these words, an expression of incredulity instantly appeared on Xu Wendong’s face, as though he had heard a fantastical tale.

In his memory, his cousin Xu Wenjian had little interest in cultivation, showing no enthusiasm. How could he suddenly change and choose such a radically different path in life?

Furthermore, even if he had the heart to step into the cultivation world, with the conditions and resources they had at the time, there was no need to apprentice under someone else.

It’s important to understand that right before stepping into the cultivation world, he had already entrusted the control of the Kunlun Mountains Minor World to Qingluan.

As Qingluan was his confidante in the mortal world, holding all the top-level cultivation secret technique manuals from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, his brother could have easily taken advantage of these resources without seeking help from afar.

Lin Yiren seemed to perceive the heavy doubts within Xu Wendong’s heart. She sighed softly, and that sigh was full of helplessness and melancholy: "According to Qingluan, that Nascent Soul Stage expert has seven female disciples, each one is graceful, appearing as charming as heavenly fairies."

Xu Wendong was momentarily stunned, as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt.

After a brief moment, he cautiously ventured to ask, "Sister-in-law, do you mean... that my brother’s joining that expert to study spells is just a cover, and he actually harbors ulterior motives?"

Lin Yiren nodded slightly, a trace of complex emotion reflected in her eyes: "I don’t wish to judge him this way, but the signs truly raise suspicion."

"Ever since he entered under that master, he has spent much more time with those female disciples than on cultivating spells. He ignores matters concerning me and Yaya, and our affection has gradually faded."

Xu Wendong furrowed his brows, feelings of confusion and anger filling his heart: "How could he behave like this? Does he care nothing for the affection between you, sister-in-law, and the father-daughter bond with Yaya?"

Before Xu Wendong entered the Immortal Realm, his sister-in-law had a daughter named Yaya, a chubby little girl who was very cute.

"People can change!" Lin Yiren gently shook her head, tears already shimmering in her eyes: "I also tried to communicate with him, but it seems he is so consumed by that so-called dream of becoming an Immortal that he doesn’t listen to anything I say."

"Qingluan has also tried subtly reminding him, but he sees her as an obstacle, and their relationship has become strained as well."

"After that, I left the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, living alone in the mortal world."

"As for Yaya, she stayed with Qingluan to learn spells."

"Over ten years ago, I wanted to go back to see Yaya, but the entrance to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World had disappeared, and I don’t know the current situation there." A trace of worry appeared on her face as she said this.

Xu Wendong spoke softly, "If Qingluan is in closed-door cultivation, the Kunlun Mountains Minor World would be in a sealed state, and the entrance to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World would disappear, so sister-in-law, there’s no need to worry about that."

Lin Yiren softly murmured an "mm," then looked at Xu Wendong with deep affection, speaking softly, "How have these years been for you? Have you suffered in the cultivation world? Have you... missed your sister-in-law?"

Xu Wendong’s face showed a slightly bitter smile: "If I said I didn’t miss you, would you believe me, sister-in-law?"

A quick flush of shyness rose on Lin Yiren’s face, her heart beating violently like a fawn, making her feel short of breath.

Before she could collect her thoughts, Xu Wendong pulled Lin Yiren tightly into his embrace, with such force as if he wanted to merge her into himself.

His nose buried deeply in her hair, eagerly inhaling the scent that drove him nearly mad. Each breath was filled with greed and longing, as if it was the most cherished fragrance in the world to him.

Lin Yiren’s delicate body suddenly froze, a trace of alarm flashing in her eyes, but in Xu Wendong’s passionate embrace, the alarm quickly gave way to an indescribable emotion. Her body involuntarily trembled slightly, her heartbeat like a drum, seeming to break through her chest.

Xu Wendong naturally held her in his arms, his steps hurried yet awkwardly eager, striding toward the bedroom.

His gaze like a starving wolf eyeing its prey, burning with a passion fierce enough to incinerate everything, focused entirely on Lin Yiren, as if seeing through her very soul.

Stepping into the bedroom, he roughly tossed Lin Yiren onto the bed, pouncing on her with the swiftness of a leopard hunting its prey.

His lips urgently sought Lin Yiren’s cherry lips, and as soon as they touched, they intertwined with the fervor of a blaze gone out of control.

At first, it was a light touch like a dragonfly on water, but in an instant, it became a torrential storm of kisses. His tongue domineeringly pried open her teeth, exploring every inch of territory in her mouth, entwining and teasing her sweet little tongue, sharing saliva with sounds that would make one blush with embarrassment.

Lin Yiren’s heartbeat became even more rapid, like dense drumming, and her body gradually responded instinctively, her hands unconsciously encircling Xu Wendong’s neck.

Xu Wendong’s hands seemed to have a mind of their own, beginning to roam freely over Lin Yiren’s delicate body.

He gently tugged down Lin Yiren’s strap, and the black dress slid down her smooth skin, revealing shoulders as delicate and white as sheep jade. His eyes were filled with admiration and infatuation, as if admiring a rare treasure.

His hand followed her collarbone downward, gently grasping her full breasts, his fingers tenderly kneading, feeling the miraculous softness and elasticity under his touch, with her nipples quickly standing erect in his palm, like two blooming red plums.

Lin Yiren tightly shut her eyes, a drunken blush spreading across her face, as enchanting and beautiful as a sunset in the sky.

Her delicate body squirmed slightly, and she uttered low moans that sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure, the melodious sound akin to a nightingale’s song, further igniting Xu Wendong’s desire.

As clothing was stripped away piece by piece, the two bodies finally embraced each other without reservation, their body heat mingling, as if trying to melt into one another.

Xu Wendong’s body urgently searched for her softness, impatiently parting her legs to expose the beauty that haunted his dreams.

Though it had been eighteen years since they last met, she was still as fresh as before...

"Wendong, come in quickly, sister-in-law can’t stand it anymore!" Lin Yiren gazed at Xu Wendong, her face flushed, her eyes filled with rich desire and longing.