Jun Moxie did not worry about Li Er or others; they were Ancestor Saints, among the most powerful beings in all the myriad worlds. Seeing his grandfather and third uncle looking bewildered, Jun Moxie explained, "This happened, and then that happened!"
He gave a general explanation, also mentioning his desire to resurrect Jun Wuhui. The crucial point now was to see if their souls had been utterly annihilated.
Elder Master Jun became agitated. This had been a persistent worry of his for years. Jun Wuyi was almost beside himself with joy.
"Old Xu, is that you!" Elder Master Jun suddenly looked up into the sky where a ghost was floating.
"Marshal, you can see me?" The ghost named Old Xu floated down, his voice filled with excitement.
"Old Xu, Old Xu, I never thought I'd see you again!" Elder Master Jun reached out to grasp Old Xu's hand, but his hand passed right through, unable to hold on.
"This..." Elder Master Jun felt a pang of sadness. Man and ghost were separated by the mortal realm. Could he only see him?
"Grandfather, I once heard of the cultivation methods for Ghost Immortals. These people may not be beyond the possibility of returning to life!" Jun Moxie said.
Elder Master Jun's eyes lit up. He clapped Jun Moxie on the shoulder, saying, "Good grandson, quickly ask that senior if they have these Ghost Immortal cultivation methods!"
At this moment, not only Elder Master Jun but also Jun Wuyi were catching up with old comrades.
"Old Xu, tell me about what's happened over the years!" Elder Master Jun asked.
Old Xu cupped his hands and replied, "Marshal, after we died in battle, we were all in a daze. I drifted in the void in a stupor. Later, Marshal, you erected memorial tablets for us, and with daily incense offerings, I was able to regain my consciousness. For years, I've been guarding above the Jun family. Alas, you couldn't see me, and I couldn't influence reality. Sigh!"
Elder Master Jun immediately asked, "So, with incense offerings, you can regain your consciousness?"
Old Xu nodded and pointed to the sky. "Those soldiers haven't regained their consciousness yet, but they instinctively guard the Jun family. I've gathered them all and put them through drills daily. Perhaps it will be of some help in the future!"
Elder Master Jun sighed, "Old Xu, thank you."
While they were reminiscing, Jun Wuyi was also catching up with his old comrades. Soon, Jun Wuyi said, "Father, Moxie, I'm going to find my eldest brother and second brother. They must have regained their consciousness!"
Without waiting for Jun Moxie or Elder Master Jun to speak, he flew out of Tianxiang City and arrived at Jun Wuhui's cenotaph.
When Jun Wuyi arrived, he saw a white-robed marshal sitting high in the sky above the cenotaph, training armored soldiers. The person glanced at Jun Wuyi, smiled, but said nothing, for he knew Jun Wuyi couldn't see him.
"Second Brother!" Jun Wuyi's eyes welled up with tears. Finally, he could see his second brother again!
Jun Wumeng, the white-robed marshal high in the sky, looked at Jun Wuyi in surprise. "Third Brother, you can see me?"
Jun Wuyi nodded. After all these years, he could finally see his second brother.
This made Jun Wumeng overjoyed. He quickly floated down, but his body passed through Jun Wuyi's. "Wuyi, how can you see me? Is Father well?" Jun Wumeng asked.
"Second Brother, this happened, and then that happened!" Jun Wuyi explained his situation and Jun Moxie's deeds.
Jun Wumeng was astonished. He never imagined such a thing could happen.
"Right, Second Brother, what about eldest brother? And my eldest nephew and the others?" Jun Wuyi looked around but did not see Jun Wuhui, Jun Mochou, or Jun Moyou.
"Eldest Brother departed ten years ago. He went to the Dongfang family and never returned. I believe he is with Eldest Sister-in-law, along with those two nephews!" Jun Wumeng shook his head and sighed.
"Second Brother, go back with me first. Then we'll go to the Dongfang family together, and you can all be resurrected!" Jun Wuyi immediately said.
Jun Wumeng also wanted to see his father and meet the person who could resurrect them. Such a bizarre event naturally warranted investigation.
That evening, Jun Wuyi returned to the Jun family, with Jun Wumeng following behind him.
Upon seeing him, Jun Moxie said, "Moxie pays his respects to Second Uncle!"
Jun Wumeng laughed heartily. "Moxie, we just met. It's just that you couldn't see me then, but I could see you!"
Then Jun Wumeng knelt and kowtowed to Elder Master Jun. "Father, Wumeng pays his respects!"
Elder Master Jun quickly tried to help Jun Wumeng up, but his hand passed through Jun Wumeng. He sighed helplessly, "Second son, rise. I am already content just being able to see you this time."
"I'll have Senior return immediately!" Jun Moxie said.
However, before Jun Moxie could contact Li Er, a fat man rolled in. Upon seeing Jun Moxie, he wailed, "Third Young Master! I've finally seen you! Someone is bullying me! And he's eating and drinking for free in our Tianxiang Tower! You must go and beat him to death!"
Jun Moxie was speechless. Why had this fatty come? And why was he wailing so miserably?
"What's going on?" Jun Moxie asked.
Hai Wuya walked in and said, "Third Young Master, that person claimed to be your friend. We didn't know if it was true. This fatty insisted that only he was your friend, so he quarreled with that person. However, that person seems to have very high cultivation!"
Jun Moxie was confused. His friend? He didn't really have many friends.
Of course, these were minor matters. He reprimanded, "Fatty, I don't have time now. Wait for a moment!"
He truly didn't have time. He was busy resurrecting his family. How could he bother with such trivial matters?
He quickly contacted Li Er in the Dao of Heaven group.
Li Er received Jun Moxie's message and instantly teleported to the Jun family. "Is everyone here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Fatty jumped up. "Third Young Master, it's him! It's him!"
Jun Moxie's face darkened. This Tang Fatty was courting death! He then chuckled obsequiously, "Senior, please don't mind him. He's an idiot!"
Tang Fatty immediately deflated. His good brother, Third Young Master, called him an idiot.
Of course, Tang Fatty now realized that this person seemed very formidable. Seeing his good brother's expression, he understood that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend.
"Alright, I'm not that petty. Is he the only one?" Li Er asked.
He had already seen Jun Wumeng.
"My father and the others are probably still at the Dongfang family. We can resurrect Second Uncle first, and then go to the Dongfang family!" Jun Moxie stated his plan.
Li Er nodded. "There are two ways to resurrect him. One is direct resurrection; he should revert to the state he was in before he died. The other is to cultivate the Ghost Immortal method and then undergo tribulation to become an immortal and recover on his own. Which do you choose?"
Jun Wumeng, who had remained silent, said, "Senior, I choose the second option!"
Jun Moxie opened his mouth but said nothing. Since it was his second uncle's choice, he could only respect it.
Elder Master Jun looked at Jun Wumeng. He understood Jun Wumeng's intention. Clearly, this was a way to gain an advantage. If the second method of Ghost Immortal cultivation were obtained, then many people who had died for the Jun family might also be resurrected.
Li Er did not fuss. He pointed a finger, and a passage on Ghost Immortal cultivation was given to Jun Wumeng. "Given the spiritual energy of this world and the incense offerings of your Jun family, you should be able to undergo tribulation and become an immortal within a hundred years!"
Jun Wumeng immediately cupped his hands. "Thank you, Senior!"
"Alright, I'm going to continue my entertainment of listening to music in the brothel. That fatty, let's go!" With that, Li Er grabbed Tang Fatty with one hand and disappeared.
Jun Moxie grinned, hoping the fatty had some sense.
"Father, this is the cultivation method. I wish to spread it among the members of my Jun family!" Jun Wumeng said after writing down the cultivation method.
Elder Master Jun nodded and placed it in the ancestral hall. Old Xu and the others could all view it.
The next day, Jun Moxie said, "Let's go. We're heading to the Dongfang family now!"
Soon, the Jun family set off. As for other matters, they would have to wait. Jun Moxie and the others traveled at full speed. After some time, they finally arrived at the Dongfang family's stronghold. Jun Moxie already knew about his mother's situation, so he wasn't too surprised, as they would soon be able to resurrect her.
Jun Moxie's arrival brought great joy to the Old Madam. As for Elder Master Jun, he felt somewhat neglected.
"Grandmother, I've come this time to resurrect my mother and father and the others. We can talk about catching up later!" Jun Moxie immediately said.
The Old Madam was bewildered. Resurrect? Had her grandson lost his mind?
However, after hearing about Jun Moxie's fortuitous encounters, the Old Madam was overjoyed. If they could be resurrected, that would be the best!
Soon, Jun Moxie saw his mother, Dongfang Wenxin, lying on a warm jade bed, her face pale.
He did not see his father's soul nearby, and Jun Moxie felt a sense of helplessness. Where had his father and the others gone?
"Senior, the Dongfang family doesn't have my father's soul!" Jun Moxie sighed.
Li Er saw Jun Moxie's message and instantly teleported over. Li Er's sudden appearance caused the Dongfang family members to become vigilant, as his method of arrival was too peculiar.
Li Er ignored them. He glanced at Dongfang Wenxin, who was lying on the warm jade bed, and said, "Your father's soul and the others are within your mother's body. They have always been together!"
Jun Moxie was overjoyed. "Senior, can they be resurrected?"
Li Er nodded and casually waved his hand, and Dongfang Wenxin sat up. However, she looked bewildered. She had been dreaming of being with her husband and children, so why had she woken up so suddenly?
As Dongfang Wenxin woke up, the souls of Jun Wuhui, Jun Mochou, and Jun Moyou also floated out. Looking down at the crowd, Jun Wuhui was very happy but did not speak.