Qian Renxue is afraid that Bibi Dong would lose control and hurt Qian Renjue.
But Qian Renjue was no longer worried about this matter.
He eagerly asked Qian Xunji, "Dad, when are we going to bring Mom back?"
"Haha, tomorrow. We'll set off tomorrow."
Seeing Qian Renjue's excited expression, Qian Xunji didn't keep him in suspense.
As for Bibi Dong's situation in the Slaughter City, over the past two years, Qian Renjue had asked Qian Xunji about it several times.
Fortunately, the Spirit Hall and Slaughter City were in a somewhat cooperative relationship.
They often sent evil spirit masters guilty of heinous crimes to that place.
Although communication and contact weren't frequent, obtaining basic information from inside was quite easy.
When Bibi Dong first started making a name for herself in the Slaughter City, news of her situation had already spread throughout the place.
These reports served to assure Qian Renxue and her brother of her safety, enough to put their minds at ease.
However, the latest news Qian Xunji received was that Bibi Dong would be embarking on the Hell Road alone in three days.
Thinking about the hatred she had for him when she left, and seeing Qian Renjue's joyful expression, Qian Xunji couldn't help but feel a bit worried.
He hadn't yet fully enjoyed the happiness of having his children by his side.
Jokingly, he smiled and said, "Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue, when your mom comes back, you two won't forget about Dad, will you?"
"Of course not! Dad, if you have free time, you can come to find Jue anytime," Qian Renjue quickly responded, confidently hugging Qian Xunji's neck.
Qian Renxue looked at Qian Xunji and couldn't help but smile inwardly.
She understood her father's thoughts clearly. The changes and companionship he had shown over the past two years hadn't gone unnoticed.
Even though he once sat in the Pope's Throne, he had learned how to do laundry and cook.
Qian Renxue also gently hugged Qian Xunji's neck, leaned on his shoulder, nodded slightly, and smiled as she spoke, "Dad, Jue is right. As long as you have time, we will have time too."
"Haha, that's good to hear!"
Qian Xunji couldn't help but laugh heartily, holding his two children tightly.
It seemed that his time over the past two years hadn't been wasted.
Qian Renjue, with a cheerful smile, suddenly noticed someone approaching.
It was a their grandfather, Qian Daoliu, walking toward them.
He joyfully reminded, "Dad, Grandpa is coming!"
Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji turned around with the two children in his arms and looked at Qian Daoliu.
"Dad, what brings you here?"
Qian Daoliu stopped and smiled, "Of course, I'm here because of your departure from Spirit City tomorrow."
Qian Renjue frowned and quickly reminded, "Grandpa, you promised Jue, you wouldn't go back on your word, right?"
"Haha."
Qian Daoliu laughed and shook his head helplessly.
"Xiao Jue, when Grandpa makes a promise, he won't go back on it."
"That's good."
Qian Renjue smiled and nodded with relief.
Qian Xunji, holding the children, avoided Qian Daoliu's outstretched hand and urged, "Dad, if you have something to say, just say it. My time is limited."
"…"
Qian Daoliu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air before he silently withdrew it. His expression darkened slightly.
"Pfft, haha."
Qian Renxue chuckled softly, while Qian Renjue burst out laughing.
"Hmph!"
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and glared at his rebellious son but didn't call him a "disgrace" this time. He then turned to discuss the important matters.
"I came to inform you that tomorrow, when you leave, I'll have your sixth and seventh uncles accompany you to prevent any unforeseen incidents."
"Thank you, uncles, and thank you, Dad, for your concern," Qian Xunji replied with a smile, nodding in satisfaction. A little extra protection was always good.
"Hmph! You might be indifferent, but I'm more worried about something happening to my two precious grandchildren."
Qian Daoliu still held a bit of a grudge in front of Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue, but Qian Xunji just laughed instead of getting angry.
"Haha, I think the same. With my cultivation level, I'm more than capable of protecting myself."
"You rebellious son!"
Seeing Qian Xunji so pleased with himself, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but get angry.
He was somewhat disappointed and mocked, "With your level of cultivation, what is there to be so proud of?"
"If you don't put in more effort, you won't even be qualified to enter the Worship Hall when you retire!"
Hearing Qian Daoliu scold his son, Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue both stopped laughing and stared intently at Qian Xunji.
"…"
Qian Xunji suddenly felt immense pressure and discomfort, his eyes darting around, trying to avoid looking at his father.
"Hmph! Useless!"
Qian Daoliu scolded lightly, knowing there was no way to deal with Qian Xunji. But as he looked at his two grandchildren, his anger quickly disappeared.
Smiling warmly, he said, "Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue, don't always focus on your parents. Grandpa has plenty of free time. If you get bored, you can always come and find Grandpa."
"Yes, Jue understands."
Qian Renjue responded with a laugh, and Qian Renxue smiled and nodded.
"Well then, Grandpa will head back now."
Satisfied with their response, Qian Daoliu left, not forgetting to scold his son one last time before departing.
"Goodbye, Grandpa!"
Qian Renjue waved until Qian Daoliu was out of sight, then looked at Qian Xunji seriously.
"Dad, Grandpa is right. You should work hard on your cultivation."
Qian Renxue nodded in agreement.
Perhaps if Qian Xunji's cultivation were higher, the outcome might be different.
Seeing both his children start to care about his cultivation, Qian Xunji couldn't help but feel both amused and touched.
However, unlike with his father, he didn't feel annoyed.
The concern from his children filled Qian Xunji's heart with warmth.
He immediately promised, "Don't worry, Dad will do his best, and I'll keep my word!"
"Yes, Dad, keep it up!"
Qian Renjue clenched his small fists, cheering Qian Xunji on. Qian Renxue blushed and offered her encouragement as well.
"Yes, Dad will work hard."
Qian Xunji smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his heart.
Cultivating to the level of a Titled Douluo was not something he could achieve just by trying harder. But that didn't mean he wouldn't try.
He had made a promise to his children, and he would keep it.
Otherwise, how could he call himself a good father?
Not wanting to dwell on the topic, Qian Xunji, holding both children, surrounded himself with nine spirit rings and said with a smile, "Since Dad has some free time, how about we go for a ride in the sky?"
"Yay! Let's fly, let's fly!"
Qian Renjue excitedly raised his hands, eager to soar into the sky.
"Haha, then you'd better hold on tight, because we're taking off! Let's go!"
Qian Xunji laughed happily, spread his six wings, and with a single flap, he and the two children soared into the sky.
…
The next morning, Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue woke up early and boarded a luxurious carriage.
Accompanied by Qian Xunji, along with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and secretly protected by two titled douluos, they began their journey slowly towards the Slaughter City.
They were going to pick up Bibi Dong