Chapter 2146 - 10: Earth the Overlord!

So Earth people became lazy, and even many of the cultivation practitioners gave up on cultivating. The strength of the entire civilization somewhat weakened compared to the wartime period.

The good thing is, within Earth’s civilization, there are still those who are diligently cultivating.

Such as members of certain large families.

Such as students specializing in cultivation.

And such as members of Jia’s family.

"You little brat, hurry up and cultivate for Mom."

"No pulling."

"Are you going to cultivate or not? Hurry up."

"No pulling, Mama’s not behaving. I’m not pulling."

"Mama’s not behaving? Where’s Mama not behaving? If you keep this up, I’ll make you kneel to Uncle Grandpa."

"No, scared of Uncle Grandpa."

Inside Jia’s family, in a large courtyard, the somewhat aged Jia family waist-wall might have added a touch of weathered elegance, but also more character.

Here, a group of Jia family people were chatting and laughing together, while also watching a mother-son duo standing in opposition in the courtyard.

The speaking little boy looked to be about two or three years old, and in front of him stood a girl who appeared to be just eighteen or nineteen.

But this girl’s age was definitely inaccurate because she had long become a highly recognizable figure in the Earth Alliance, initially known for her mischiefs but later truly achieving status as a key Jia family member in Earth’s leadership.

Her name was Jia Qi, precisely Jia Yan’s granddaughter.

More than a decade had passed since the Orion Arm Battle, and the once youthful girl had now matured into a woman, only due to cultivation, her appearance virtually unchanged from that time.

The only change was that the once indifferent to men girl had found her own happiness and even settled down, having a lovely son.

"Scared of Uncle Grandpa? Then just properly cultivate for Mom, at least become as formidable as Mom in the future, right?"

"No, I want to be as formidable as Uncle Grandpa."

"As formidable as Uncle Grandpa... then you really need to work hard."

Watching the little guy bouncing off with the cultivation teacher, a nearby twenty-something-looking woman stepped forward.

"Xiao Qi, you’re pushing Bin Bin too hard."

"Grandma, you don’t know, this kid has good cultivation talent, and I don’t want him to regret it in the future."

It turned out that the woman called Grandma was actually Jia Qi’s grandmother, Jia Yan’s mother, who had transformed from visually elderly to looking like a mere twenty-something, maybe barely thirty.

"Why cultivate so much? If not for cultivation to extend life, why bother with it? No matter how much we cultivate, it’s impossible to reach Respect Level, while outside there’re plenty of Dignitaries."

Mother Jia seems to disagree with Jia Qi’s argument.

"How can you say that? Uncle has so much pressure; we must help him."

Jia Qi wasn’t sure if she could actually assist her rarely seen, ’Great’ Level uncle, but stating it uplifts spirits.

"Helping your uncle? Forget it."

The mention of Jia Yan changes the expressions of the Jia family group.

They hadn’t seen Jia Yan for many years. Although he’s said to be on Earth, something always felt off.

"Your brother hasn’t appeared for long, right? The next time he exits seclusion, we should seriously talk to him. Even though everyone can live for long now, these old traditions shouldn’t be overlooked."

Father Jia, on the side, intends to impart a lecture to his son Jia Yan.

"Alright, I’ll talk to him next time."

Jia Lin, Jia Yan’s sister and Jia Qi’s mother, as well as that little boy’s grandmother, chimed in.

To see her now looking almost just like her daughter, Jia Qi, like peers.

Fortunately, Jia Qi firmly holds the title of the most beautiful girl in Jia’s family, else she’d surely feel some imbalance.

Yet this unofficial title seemed being challenged by her sister, Jia Ruo, Jia Yan’s other niece who reached her teens.

In the crowd, two figures notably excised and drawing subtle isolation.

If it comes to beauty, Jia Qi couldn’t compete with one of them, yet her silence earns little attention.

The other appeared to be around thirteen or so, but he wasn’t much younger than Jia Qi, just perpetually youthful.

They are Jia Yan’s nominal wife and son, Samo Ling and Jia Rong.

Now accepted within the Jia family, although positioned awkwardly—not due to ostracism, but a vibe preventing closeness, they comfortably adapt to their status.

"Samo Ling, dine tonight at my place with Xiao Rong."

"Alright, Mother."

Samo Ling replied to Mother Jia.

Then concluded the gathering of Jia’s family.

"Mother, our family feels harmonious, yet I always felt too different from them, or say, too different from Earth people. Currently, the strongest on Earth is just at Sky Level while my power reached Respect Level, Mother, is it the bloodline from you? But you’re only Upper Celestial Level."

As they walked, Jia Rong inquired the existential question troubling him aloud.

"That... actually, your talent comes from your father."

Samo Ling hesitated momentarily, then spoke to Jia Rong.

Her prolonged presence on Earth seemingly made her more introspective, at least appearing an ordinary cold-offish Earth woman.

"My father? Jia Yan? Isn’t he also an Earth person? Why’s his talent so remarkable?"

Jia Rong felt astounded.

"Your father doesn’t count as a pure Earth person. Sigh, you’ll understand in the future. If he chooses to tell you, you’ll know more than I do."

"Having him speak up? Hmph, one day I’ll surpass him..."

Thinking about that ’father,’ Jia Rong’s face soured, declaring such bold words.

"Xiao Rong, don’t say that. Even if you surpass your father, he won’t yield to strength, not mentioning overcoming him’s virtually impossible, his talent... anyway, stop overthinking."

Samo Ling felt helpless regarding her son’s disrespect towards his father, blaming her faulty education, though rectifying him now seems futile.

"Mother, don’t get mad, it’s just his prolonged absence. Once my power trumps his, fortifying Earth’s dominance, he’ll surely acknowledge me; then I’ll protect you, and bring him to meet you. The Giant Mosquito tribe, I’ll surpass them someday, I now see my talent far transcends Earth’s limits and nothing in the Orion Arm can compare; I reckon, venturing into external cosmos might deliver better prospects than ’him’. Don’t belittle your son, okay?"

Jia Rong clearly resented hearing constant comparisons with Jia Yan, despite exceeding rebellious age, his inverse psychology flared with thoughts of boundary-less cultivation potential, his ambition soared further beyond his father, aspiring to challenge even the Giant Mosquito tribe.

"Xiao Rong, you really shouldn’t burden yourself with such thoughts; your father isn’t an opponent, and the Giant Mosquito tribe... should you meet them, receive them akin to your father. Understand?"