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After bidding farewell to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue set off on their way home, with Qian Renjue carrying a flower pot in his arms.
"Jue, what is the purpose of this flower?" Qian Renxue asked curiously, looking at the plant in the pot.
The plant had pale, soft leaves, and its stems were grayish and weak.
Strangely, the flower itself was quite large, blood-red in color with a gray center.
Overall, it had no beauty and seemed rather eerie.
Holding the heavy flower pot, Qian Renjue explained, "Sister, this is the Soul-Returning Flower. Although it can't save a life, it can provide one last meeting."
"Soul-Returning Flower? Last meeting?" Qian Renxue was taken aback, her face suddenly changing.
She looked at Qian Renjue in shock, "Dad?!"
"Yes," Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
The Soul-Returning Flower seeds were something he had obtained from the system's treasure chest in recent years.
The flower's pollen could allow one to return to the dream world, provided there was a strong obsession.
Qian Renjue had given the seeds to Chrysanthemum Douluo not only out of his interest in flowers but also because of a past related to him.
When Qian Renjue gave the seeds to Chrysanthemum Douluo, he was overjoyed.
That transverstite has an strange obsession in his heart; otherwise, why would he remained as neither male nor female?
Qian Renjue had thus gained some system points because giving the seed to Chrysanthemum Douluo.
However, he never expected he would need the Soul-Returning Flower before Chrysanthemum Douluo managed to cultivate it perfectly
After confirming, Qian Renxue was somewhat excited but quickly shut her mouth, not making a sound.
She wanted to see Qian Xunji again, but wasn't Qian Renjue equally eager?
Yet, there was only one Soul-Returning Flower.
Qian Renxue pondered for a moment and asked, "Jue, can the Soul-Returning Flower be used multiple times?"
Qian Renjue shook his head gently. "I'm not sure. Success is not guaranteed."
Obsession—what defines it?
Even the deepest obsession can be let go eventually.
Wandering souls can also cease to exist if they let go their obsession.
Qian Renxue remained silent, not feeling troubled anymore.
Perhaps Qian Renjue's chances were higher than hers.
Soon, the siblings returned to the Worship Hall.
In the hall, only Qian Daoliu was left, kneeling alone on the floor, softly speaking of his many experiences with Qian Xunji over the past years.
He did not even notice when Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue had returned.
"Grandpa"
Qian Renjue called softly. Qian Daoliu's shoulders shivered slightly, followed by a dry cough.
"Cough, cough."
His voice was hoarse as he covered his face with his sleeve before turning around.
"Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue, you're back."
Seeing Qian Daoliu's red eyes, Qian Renxue suddenly realized,
Perhaps the one who suffers the most was Qian Daoliu who was secretly weeping all alone.
"Yes, we're back."
Qian Renjue nodded lightly and knelt in front of the coffin again, holding the flower.
Qian Renxue followed closely behind and placed the snacks given by Bibi Dong in front of the coffin.
Qian Daoliu glanced at the snacks and frowned.
"Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue, for safety reasons, you should stay in the Worship Hall from now on."
Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue stared blankly but did not resist.
They nodded and agreed.
"We understand, Grandpa."
"Mm."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, believing the two children understood his underlying message.
Qian Renjue, however, thinking about something else.
He wanted to give Qian Daoliu the chance to seek the truth and say goodbye.
After being a father for decades, Qian Daoliu needed a proper farewell.
Qian Daoliu placed his hand on their heads and said softly, "Alright, don't be too sad. I've already had lunch prepared. Go and rest well."
"And Grandpa?"
Qian Renjue looked up and asked.
"Grandpa is going on a trip," Qian Daoliu replied in a hoarse voice, with a hint of coldness. "For the next few days, listen to Grandpa Golden Crocodile. He will handle everything."
Qian Renxue understood that Qian Daoliu was going to hunt down Tang Hao.
She nodded, saying, "Understood. Grandpa, be careful."
"I will."
Qian Daoliu's expression was serious.
He was no ordinary peerless Douluo; he possessed divine power as well.
Three days passed.
The battle between the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Clan had begun!
Soon, news spread that the Clear Sky Clan's sect master had been killed.
The difference between the two sides was immediately visible.
The Clear Sky Clan and its affiliated sects were being defeated continuously.
Bibi Dong, who had waited for her children for several days, was deeply distressed.
She threw herself into the battlefield, venting her sorrow through slaughter.
Exhausted and sleep-deprived, she swung her scythe to tear apart her enemies.
Several times, she nearly fell into danger but was supported by the elders.
Qian Daoliu had been out hunting Tang Hao and had yet to return.
On the sixth day, before dawn, the Star Dou Forest was bathed in a bright holy light.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar was heard.
"Great Sumeru Hammer——!"
Tang Hao, carrying a child in a swaddling blanket, was surrounded by two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings.
Three black soul rings shattered, transforming into a black torrent that flowed into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
He clashed with a giant sword in the air.
Suddenly, a blood-colored threads seemed to protect Tang Hao and his child.
Thick smoke rolled and overturned large trees.
Golden light ripped through the smoke.
Qian Daoliu, observing, turned ugly as he looked the surrounding blood-red power spread in all directions, making it impossible to discern which direction Tang Hao had fled.
In the center of the Star Dou Forest, the Lake of Life shone like a dazzling pearl, emitting a misty light.
In the center of the mist-covered lake was a big pink cocoon, pulsating like a heart.
"Roar——!"
A mountain-like figure made of granite by the lake opened its golden, lantern-like eyes and roared at the commotion in the distance.
Splash!
A massive bull-headed figure emerged from the Lake of Life, its body several times thicker than a water vat, exuding an oppressive presence.
"Er ming, protect Sister Xiao Wu."
"Roar!"
The mountain-like figure by the lake let out a low growl and gradually quieted down.
It did not notice the faint, blood-colored mist flowing towards the Lake of Life.
Unbeknownst to them, it seeped into the pink cocoon inside, where a child-like figure seemed to reside.
As the sun rose, in the courtyard near the Worship Hall in Spirit City, Qian Renjue sat on the steps in front of the door, playing with the Soul Absorbing Pearl in his hand.
Long golden threads sewn around it, forming a necklace.
The Soul-Returning Flower in the corner had withered to just dry branches and leaves.
Footsteps approached him
The golden figure from outside was no longer the familiar Qian Xunji, who used to bring meals regularly.
The habit of waiting for meals needed to change.
"Jue, it's time to eat."
Qian Renxue silently served the meal and handed it to Qian Renjue.
Qian Renjue took it quietly and asked, "Sister, can Grandpa kill Tang Hao?"
Qian Renxue bit her red lips and shook her head gently, "We'll know tonight when Grandpa returns."
Qian Renxue knew the outcome but could not bring herself to say it.
Tomorrow was the time for Qian Xunji to enter the Douluo Hall for the final resting
Qian Daoliu would return by then
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