Night fell, and the sky was filled with stars.
Young Master Yun had been dragged around by Miss Ning all day, and having played until he was exhausted, he had already fallen asleep. As for Yun Ming, he sat at a stone table in the Small Courtyard, chatting idly with Yang Wudi. With a pot of Clear Wine and a few small dishes, the scene looked incredibly cozy.
Yang Wudi swirled the wine cup in his hand, his tone firm.
"So, you finally agreed in the end?"
Yun Ming nodded with a hint of melancholy.
"I agreed."
Seeing that Yun Ming was not in high spirits, Yang Wudi pondered for a moment before speaking again.
"Oscar has his own unspeakable difficulties; you don't need to take it to heart."
Yun Ming looked up and saw the faint concern in Yang Wudi's eyes. He realized that his grandfather had likely misunderstood, thinking he was feeling down because of Oscar's change in attitude, so he began to explain.
"Don't worry, Grandfather, I'm not in a bad mood because of this. We are further apart now and in less contact, so it's normal for them to have their own thoughts. I was just thinking about some other matters."
Yang Wudi: "Really?"
Yun Ming: "Really."
Seeing that Yun Ming did not seem to be faking it, Yang Wudi nodded and smiled.
"That's good."
The two clinked glasses, and after Yang Wudi downed his wine in one gulp, he asked again.
"If it's not because of that, then why are you troubled?"
In Yang Wudi's understanding, Yun Ming was a god; aside from the feelings of close friends and family, there shouldn't be anything else that could affect his emotions.
Uh. Truth be told, Yang Wudi's assessment was quite accurate. At Yun Ming's level, aside from those things, everything else really did look the same in his eyes.
The fact that Oscar had begun to deepen their connection with a somewhat mercenary attitude hadn't truly affected him; after all, Yun Ming's memories had awakened not long after he first met Oscar. For Oscar and many others he had met since, Yun Ming treated them as friends, but it was truly difficult to pour too much emotion into those relationships. What really caused his emotions to fluctuate were the memories related to Shrek Academy from his past life that had been stirred up, though he certainly wouldn't tell Yang Wudi about that.
However, it wasn't as if there were no other matters awaiting resolution, and there was one that was deeply connected to his grandfather, Yang Wudi, which was perfect to resolve right now. Yun Ming straightened his expression and said.
"A very difficult matter, and I'm not quite sure where to start."
Seeing that Yun Ming was serious, Yang Wudi sat up straight and said.
"If it's something that makes things difficult for you, it must not be simple! Tell me about it?"
Yun Ming didn't answer immediately. Divine power surged in his hand, and with a wave before the two of them, a transparent curtain of light appeared.
Yang Wudi looked at the light curtain, where a beautiful young woman was holding a clean, fair-skinned baby and singing a lullaby. Seeing this scene, he exclaimed in shock.
"What is the meaning of this? Is this also my great-grandson?"
It was no wonder Yang Wudi was overthinking; he felt that the only way Yun Ming would be troubled by a child was if this were the case.
Yun Ming looked at Yang Wudi, who seemed somewhat joyful, and felt speechless. He, Yun Mouren, had lived an upright life, so how could he commit such a mistake? No, rather, why would Yang Wudi even have such a thought?
"No. I only have one child, Li'er, and you only have one great-grandson."
"Then what is this?" Hearing that it wasn't what he thought, Yang Wudi was confused.
Yun Ming looked at the child in the light curtain and said in a serious tone.
"He is the reincarnation of my uncle."
As soon as Yun Ming said this, Yang Wudi was stunned. But then, he suddenly stood up, grabbed Yun Ming's shoulders, and shouted to confirm.
"What did you say? Uncle?!!"
Who could Yun Ming's uncle be? It was none other than Yang Ying's brother, Yang Wudi's own son! Back then, the two siblings had died together in that great chaos, leaving Yang Wudi in deep grief for a long time, and he had yet to fully recover from it. Now that he had heard such news, how could Yang Wudi not be agitated?
Ignoring the terrifying, involuntary strength Yang Wudi was exerting on his shoulders, Yun Ming looked straight into his grandfather's eyes and answered with certainty.
"You heard me right, Grandfather. That child is indeed your own son, my uncle, the reincarnation of Yang Chen."
"Are you sure?" Yang Wudi asked, unable to believe it.
Seeing his grandfather's hopeful yet fearful expression, Yun Ming nodded and explained in detail.
"I am sure."
"A few days ago, my divine soul stirred, and I sensed that something connected to me had occurred. After searching through the heavenly secrets and using the Tracing Origin Technique over these past few days, the final destination was that child."
"I reversed time and space to view his past-life memories. The memories contain you and the other grandfathers, so there should be no mistake."
As he spoke, the light curtain split, and the relevant memories of Yang Chen began to play.
Watching the changing scenes in the light curtain, Yang Wudi let go of Yun Ming, his eyes turning red as tears streamed down his face.
"It's Chen'er! It's Chen'er!!"
"Look, that was when I took Chen'er to hunt for his Third Soul Ring. Afterward, we hunted a Thousand Year Blazing Feather Bird, and then..."
While laughing wildly, he continued to narrate the subsequent events to Yun Ming.
Yun Ming nodded and responded, accompanying his grandfather as he vented his joy until the memories finished playing.
After watching the memories and looking at the child who was now asleep, Yang Wudi's eyes were filled with tenderness.
Thinking that his son had been reincarnated, Yang Wudi grabbed Yun Ming and headed outside.
"Let's go, Ming Er! We are going to bring your uncle home!!"
The old man was very excited. Yun Ming could understand; bringing his kin back to the Breaking Clan was something that had to be done, but there were some things that were best discussed clearly beforehand.
Yun Ming stood his ground, pulling Yang Wudi back instead.
"Grandfather, don't be hasty. There are some things you need to understand."
"Whatever it is, we can talk about it after we bring your uncle back!" Yang Wudi was very anxious and not really in the mood to listen to advice.
Yun Ming remained as immovable as a mountain and continued.
"It is precisely about my uncle. I think it would be better if we consider things carefully before we go."
Hearing that it concerned Yang Chen, Yang Wudi's reason returned a little, and he urged him impatiently.
"Then speak quickly!"
Seeing this, Yun Ming went straight to the point.
"That child is indeed the reincarnation of my uncle Yang Chen, but he is also the biological son of that family. He has a new name now: Huang Teng."
Before Yun Ming could finish, Yang Wudi interrupted.
"That's simple. We'll just bring his parents into the clan as well. No one in this world would refuse an invitation from the Breaking Clan. That settles it, right!"
The words were blunt, but the facts were as stated. Yun Ming had thought the same regarding the parents, but he hadn't reached the main point yet.
"That is possible."
"But I must also tell you that my uncle's memories and emotions from his past life can no longer awaken on their own. Even if I were to inject those memories into him, to him, it would only be a story about someone else. He will not possess the same feelings for you as he did in his past life. You need to be prepared for that."
The previous issue was fine, but this one left Yang Wudi somewhat stunned. At a loss, he could only ask Yun Ming.
"Ming Er, you have no way to fix this?"
Yun Ming shook his head.
"Those who enter Reincarnation have their past completely erased; even gods cannot change that."
Even among the gods of the God Realm, he had never heard of anyone recovering the memories of a past life, unless they had sealed their memories after becoming a god before reincarnating. Ordinary people like Yang Chen did not fall into that category; they were washed clean by Reincarnation.
Yun Ming and Tang San were special; their Reincarnation was incomplete, which was why they could carry over their memories and a portion of their past emotions.
"Can't they be found?"
Yang Wudi looked at the baby in the light screen and muttered, clearly lost in confusion for a moment. Seeing an uncle who was even younger than his own son, Yun Ming also felt a headache coming on. This was tough!
Yang Wudi sat in the courtyard to think, and Yun Ming stayed with him the whole time.
The stars shifted and the dawn broke; soon, the night had passed. Young Master Yun woke up, whimpering as he began to look for his father.
"Ming Er." Having not slept all night and still in a state of mental turmoil, Yang Wudi heard his great-grandson's voice and alerted Yun Ming.
A silver light flashed in Yun Ming's eyes, and Young Master Yun's voice vanished.
On the other side, Young Master Yun sat on the desk, feeling a bit dizzy as he looked at the Pope, his mother, in front of him.
"Mother, where is Father?"
Ya Li: "I don't know. Perhaps your father doesn't want you anymore."
At the same time, sensing the aura in the room disappear, Yang Wudi was a bit dumbfounded. Where did his big great-grandson go?
Yun Ming spoke up to explain to the old man.
"He returned to his mother's side. You don't need to worry."
Yang Wudi: "."
With the way he used this ability, he didn't even know what to say, so... he decided to talk about something else instead.
"Let's go! Let's go pick them up."
Patting his face to wake himself up, Yang Wudi stood up and walked toward the outside of the courtyard.
Yun Ming stood up to follow.
"Have you decided what to do?"
Yang Wudi: "I have."
"Mm."
Yun Ming responded and didn't ask any further. However, Yang Wudi had thought of a new question last night.
"Your uncle has reincarnated, so what about your parents?"
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