Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system
Chapter 790 - 776: Restoring Witch Power

Chapter 790: Chapter 776: Restoring Witch Power

Xia Yue also seemed uncertain as she said, "I don’t know either, but seeing how Grandma is acting, I guess she’s worried that Grandpa might not be able to handle it. If he can’t, Grandma will probably leave Grandpa for a while, and reappear after Grandpa has calmed down."

"Oh, it’s understandable that he might not be able to accept it all at once." Yan Mo felt that this was indeed hard to accept.

"This situation depends on how Grandpa and Grandma handle it. We as the younger generation can only offer comfort when the time comes." Xia Yue shrugged.

"Yeah. Your grandparents love each other so much, there probably won’t be any major problems." Yan Mo was hoping for the best.

"Not necessarily. Just because their relationship is so strong, if Grandma really does regain her youthful appearance, Grandpa will definitely feel like he’s not good enough for her and have feelings of inferiority or something. Let me tell you, my grandfather is a real old man who’s very vain," Xia Yue shook her head, feeling that what Yan Mo said didn’t quite ring true, and then she leaned in close to his face and whispered,

"If that’s the case, then there really might be a not-so-good situation." Hearing her put it that way, Yan Mo agreed there could be some trouble.

"Maybe then, my grandfather will have an unexpected role to play," Yan Mo suddenly thought of the plastic friendship between his own grandfather and Old Mr. Xia which was not very amiable, and said.

"That hasn’t happened yet, and here we are guessing without knowing the full story. It’s getting late, we’d better rest early," Xia Yue said with a smile.

"Indeed, you should go back and rest early," Yan Mo glanced at the time and saw it was indeed late.

"Bye, goodnight," Xia Yue said to him, then crossed past him to her own room.

Yan Mo watched her go inside, then turned and returned to his own room.

In the following days, the resort area remained as lively as ever, with Xia Yue either busy here or helping out there every day,

The photographs had already been sent over, along with the negatives.

Old Mr. Xia sent a set back to the old house in Kyoto for the housekeeper to place where they kept photos.

The old house had a room dedicated to storing photographs, which contained various pictures they had taken from the time they fell in love to the present, as well as annual family portraits,

Arranged in chronological order, it was like a corridor of time, recording events of each period.

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"Ah!"

One morning upon waking, Old Mr. Xia opened his eyes as usual and looked at his wife beside him. Instead of his aged wife, he saw a woman in her twenties, with a visage he could never mistake.

He was stunned for a moment, then realized this couldn’t be possible. He thought perhaps she was someone sent to impersonate his wife after cosmetic surgery, and worried that his own wife might have encountered danger, he immediately shouted in alarm.

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?" Old Mrs. Xia, no, she should now be called by her original name, Zhao Yun, heard the noise. Her eyes were not yet open and she responded irritably.

Zhao Yun realized her voice wasn’t right after a while and immediately opened her eyes and sat up swiftly.

Then she looked at her hands—they were fair and slender, without a single wrinkle.

She touched her face, no wrinkles there either, smooth and firm.

Without looking at Old Mr. Xia, she hurriedly got out of bed and rushed to the dressing table to look in the mirror.

In the mirror, undoubtedly, was a young woman in her twenties with long black hair and fair, beautiful skin.

Zhao Yun felt the power filling her body and waved her hand casually, sending a surge of energy towards a green plant nearby, snapping it instantly.

"Xiaoyun?" Old Mr. Xia also got out of bed, gazing anxiously at Zhao Yun and tentatively called out.

"It’s me," Zhao Yun sighed and nodded in answer.

"You you you... How did you become younger?" Old Master Xia asked in surprise, pointing at her.

"My power has been restored, and so has my appearance," Zhao Yun subdued her own emotions as she spoke to him.

"Power? What power?" Old Master Xia asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I told you before, I am the Saintess of the Miao Region, it’s because I have abilities; otherwise, how could I be the Saintess? When I first ran away, I was afraid they would find me, so I used a Sealing Skill to seal away my abilities.

"But the spiritual power here in the resort area is so abundant that my power kept growing, and the seal couldn’t hold anymore. It broke, and now our powers have been restored," Zhao Yun sat down and spoke to him.

"That’s not a trick, is it?" Old Master Xia had always thought that the role of Saintess was more symbolic, just a position that involved reciting some prayers during rituals.

"You’re the one who’s tricking people," Zhao Yun responded with a displeased expression when she heard that.

"Cough cough, I mean, I didn’t know, is it... really?" Old Master Xia quickly apologized when he saw her displeased look.

"There are some things you can say in front of me, but don’t spread rumors outside," Zhao Yun looked at him and said.

"I understand," Old Master Xia nodded.

Afterward, the two of them just looked at each other, and the atmosphere turned a bit cold for a moment.

"Xiaoyun, then, can I learn to cultivate that power of yours? I feel like I’m not worthy of you anymore." After a while, Old Master Xia looked at Zhao Yun with a sense of grievance.

"You can’t learn my Cultivation Method, but you should ask Yueyue or Xixi. They should have a way," Zhao Yun said after a moment of silence.

"Okay, but will I have enough time to learn at my old age? What if I pass away before making any progress?" Old Master Xia nodded then looked at her with concern.

"First, ask and see. There’s still a chance for things to turn around," Zhao Yun had the same concern but calmed herself to reassure him.

"Alright, the granddaughters are all very capable now, so there should be a way," Old Master Xia encouraged himself.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face, and let’s go have breakfast," Zhao Yun told him.

"Oh," Old Master Xia nodded.

Half an hour later, they tidied themselves up. Zhao Yun was still dressed in her clothes, and although she looked young, her temperament was still that of a kind and gentle person with the grace of years gone by.

As soon as they walked out of the courtyard, they encountered Old Master Yan and others who had come to look for them.

"Old Master Xia, who is this? Your wife’s niece, or another granddaughter of yours?" Old Master Yan looked at Zhao Yun in surprise.

"She looks exactly like Xiaoyun when she was young."

"Really carved from the same mold."

The others also looked at Zhao Yun with surprise, discussing amongst themselves.

"I am Zhao Yun," Zhao Yun took a deep breath, knowing she would encounter this situation, and explained with a smile.

"What?!" Everyone looked at them as if their jaws had dropped.

"I am Zhao Yun. I have restored my Witch Power, so my appearance has also returned to how it looked when I was younger." Since these people also knew she was the Saintess of the Miao Region, she thought it was alright to tell them, and moreover, they were old friends of many years and she trusted that they wouldn’t do her any harm.