The aunt raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "A teorite, huh? That's dramatic. I like it."
She clapped her hands, excitent lighting up her face. "Can I help? Please? I promise I won't ss it up."
The mother rolled her eyes but couldn't hide a fond smile. "Fine, but no over-the-top theatrics. This has to look natural."
The aunt's mischievous grin widened. "Natural? Of course, Sister. You can count on ."
The father sighed, shaking his head with a faint smile. "Let's just make sure it's done properly," he said, already bracing himself for whatever antics might follow.
The three of them moved to the center of the subspace, where the father created a glowing pedestal with a wave of his hand.
The mother carefully placed the egg on it. Her movents were soft and careful, and she treated the egg as if it were the most fragile thing in the world.
The aunt flicked her wrist, and a chunk of teorite material appeared out of thin air. The rock was dark and jagged, its surface covered in veins of silver light that pulsed faintly as it released small amounts of Spiritual Qi from those veins.
"This looks like good material," the aunt said, inspecting it with keen interest. "Let's make it sothing special."
The father began working, channeling his Spiritual Qi into the teorite to shape it. The rough edges smoothed out under his control, and the material gradually transford into a rounded, protective shell.
The aunt leaned in, watching the process closely. "It's sturdy, I'll give you that," she said, tapping the shell's surface lightly.
"But don't you think it's a little… plain? It needs sothing extra."
The mother sighed, shaking her head. "It's a teorite, not a piece of art. It just needs to look convincing enough to pass as natural."
The aunt smirked, clearly enjoying the banter. "Fine, but don't bla if it's a little boring."
Once the teorite was complete, the mother carefully lifted the egg and placed it inside the hollow core.
The warm glow from the egg lit up the interior, casting a soft, golden light that made the teorite appear almost alive.
The father added layers of protective formations, weaving intricate patterns of energy into the teorite's surface.
These formations would shield the egg from any external forces and ensure it landed safely.
Finally, the aunt stepped forward. With a playful flourish, she waved her hand, adding her own touch.
A faint energy signature spread through the teorite, a subtle mark that would resonate with Xu Qianghua's energy and guide him to the egg once it landed.
"There," she said, stepping back to admire their work. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction. "It's perfect. My little nephew is going to be thrilled."
The mother nodded, her expression softening as she gazed at the egg. "He will. And with the Chaos Panther's potential, it'll be an incredible bond for him."
The father placed his hand on the teorite, focusing as he infused it with the final burst of energy needed to send it on its way. "Let's launch it," he said, his voice calm but firm.
Together, the three of them channeled their Spiritual Qi, their energies blending seamlessly. The teorite lifted from the pedestal, glowing with an otherworldly light.
A swirling portal opened in front of them, its edges shimring with colors that seed to shift and dance.
The teorite hovered for a mont before shooting into the portal and disappearing into the void.
Its path had been carefully calculated to land near Jingzhong City, close enough for Xu Qianghua to find it but far enough to avoid drawing unnecessary attention.
As the portal closed, the aunt turned to her sister with a triumphant grin. "You know, this is the most fun I've had in ages. Maybe I should stick around more often."
The mother laughed softly, her tone light. "You're welco to stay—as long as you behave."
The aunt feigned innocence, placing a hand over her heart. "? Misbehave? Never."
The father chuckled quietly, his steady presence grounding the lively atmosphere. "Let's just hope this doesn't turn into another one of your 'projects.'"
The aunt's grin widened, her mischievous energy undeniable. "Oh, don't worry. I'll be on my best behavior. Probably."
The three of them shared a laugh as they started talking about the situation that had happened while they were away.
And the aunt told them everything regarding the recent events, which helped them understand the situation.
As they settled back into the subspace, the aunt stretched out on the sofa she had conjured earlier, her gaze drifting back to the view of Nexara.
"I can't wait to see his reaction. He's going to love it."
The mother smiled, thinking about her son. "He will. And with the panther by his side, he'll be even stronger."
The father placed a reassuring hand on the mother's shoulder. "We've done everything we can. Now, all we can do is wait."
They sat in a comfortable silence, their thoughts unified by their shared love for Xu Qianghua.
The glowing subspace seed to hum with quiet contentnt as the three of them reflected on the future.
The aunt's gaze shifted to the spot where the portal had been. "Do you think he'll figure it out right away?" she asked, her tone curious.
The mother chuckled. "Of course. He's not a child anymore. He'll know it might be from a powerful cultivator, but him guessing that it might be us is slim."
The aunt's eyes glead with her usual mischief. "Well, just in case, maybe I'll send him a little note. Sothing cryptic to keep him on his toes."
The father sighed, though there was a hint of amusent in his expression. "Let's not confuse him. The last thing he needs is more riddles."
The aunt shrugged, her smile unbothered. "Fine, fine. But don't bla if he doesn't get the ssage right away."
The mother shook her head, clearly entertained. "He'll figure it out. And when he does, I will be right before him to face him."
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