"Hmph! Talking is pointless. Let's see Xiao Jue's innate soul power."
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and walked away from Qian Xunji toward the siblings, Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue.
The six priests around them exchanged glances but said nothing.
Qian Daoliu took out a blue crystal ball from his soul tool, larger than the one usually used for martial soul awakenings.
He squatted down, still wearing a kind smile.
However, when he looked at Qian Renjue, h...
The next day.
Bibi Dong sat as usual under the pavilion, her eyes fixed on the book in front of her, her elegant brows slightly furrowed, and her body emanating a faint aura of killing intent.
Time had already passed, yet the siblings Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue had not arrived.
*Swish!*
A dark shadow appeared at the doorway, hidden in the shadows.
The figure of Ghost Douluo materialized, bowing slightly towards the courtyard where Bibi Dong sat, and...
The sunlight seemed to entangle with the breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers, refreshing and soothing to the heart and lungs.
It made one want to experience it again and again.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
Qian Renxue and her brother, no matter the weather, never missed a day.
After their morning training, they would go to the pavilion during their break time.
Qian Renxue would read, while Qian Renjue practiced with his knife.
"Of course, it's amazing! I'm sure it has flowers that Sister likes!"
Qian Renjue looked up with a smile and responded.
"The flowers I like?"
Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly.
She hadn’t expected that after all this time, Qian Renjue still remembered what she had said back then.
"Yes!"
Qian Renjue's eyes sparkled as he stepped forward and hugged Qian Renxue's arm.
He handed her the illustrated book, sayin...
“Sister!”
Qian Renjue turned around and called out happily.
Unlike his joy, Qian Renxue was a bit panicked.
She quickly ran to the bedside, holding Qian Renjue’s face.
“Jue, what’s wrong? Why is your face so pale?”
“Pale?”
Qian Renjue tilted his head and quickly realized it must be due to over-exertion of his mental energy.
“Sister, I’m fine!”
“Are you really okay?”
Qian Renxue was still a bit uneasy,...
Leaning in Bibi Dong’s embrace.
Qian Renxue finally understood why Qian Renjue had been so persistent.
A mother’s hug.
It’s truly something special!
Qian Renxue had never experienced it before.
Not even once!
Resting her head on Bibi Dong’s shoulder, Qian Renxue slightly squinted her eyes.
Bibi Dong was in a daze.
She felt the unique warmth and breathing from both sides of her body.
It was gentle and tender.
Qian Renxue stood up and obediently took the things from Qian Xunji's hands, placing them neatly aside.
Qian Xunji smiled and patted her on the head.
Holding Qian Renjue, he sat down and picked up a spoon to feed him.
In a gentle voice, he said, "Xiao Jue, your mom still can't control her killing intent. She needs to rest for a while."
"Where will she rest?" Qian Ranjue, sitting in Qian Xunji's lap, looked up and asked.
"Of course, she'll rest in her courtya...
The morning light seemed devoid of warmth, letting the cold wind blow freely.
Qian Renxue, dressed in a white long gown, carried breakfast as she jogged back to the courtyard.
Inside the room.
Qian Renjue was lying on the bed, resting his face on his hands, deep in thought.
His purple eyes didn't blink.
Pondering.
It had been three days since the day he had a fever.
During this time, Qian Renjue ate well and slept well.
Even his training...
Listening to Qian Renjue’s murmurs.
After a few whispers, there was Qian Renxue, Qian Xunji, but not her!
Bibi Dong’s eyes grew hot as she slowly walked to the corner.
Beside Qian Renjue.
Looking at his face, now flushed in red, her eyes were filled with pain.
Bibi Dong couldn’t help but squat down, raising her hand in a gentle caress, afraid of waking Qian Renjue.
“Sister…”
Hearing Qian Renjue’s voice, with every word he spoke, B...
In the wilderness like this, the most comfortable place was undoubtedly the carriage they had traveled in.
But right now, Bibi Dong was still inside.
Qian Xunji hesitated, unable to just ask Bibi Dong to leave.
If he went inside, there was a high chance Bibi Dong would have an outburst again.
Qian Renxue naturally thought of the carriage as well and said softly, "Dad, it's okay. I'll stay with Jue."
Qian Xunji looked at Qian Renxue, thought for a moment, an...
Hearing Qian Renxue's tearful voice, Bibi Dong paused, her heart trembling as she looked back at the small, trembling figure.
Her eyes flickered with blood-red light. Qian Xunji quickly left Bibi Dong behind as he ran toward Qian Renjue.
"Young Master Jue—" Ghost Douluo was about to step forward to check on him when Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly pulled him back.
"Old Ghost, let's not get involved in this mess; we can't afford to."
"Jue, what's wrong with yo...
"Sister, Grandpa Ghost... I'm fine," Qian Renjue said as he stood up, holding his face. His red eyes blinked while still watching Bibi Dong's back.
Qian Renxue frowned, stepping forward to block Qian Renjue's view with her body.
She cupped his face, not allowing him to move, and said tenderly, "I'll put some ointment on you later, and you'll be fine."
"Mm, thank you, sister," Qian Renjue smiled, then turned to look at Ghost Douluo. "Thank you too, Grandpa Ghost."
...
Noticing the arrival of someone.
Bibi Dong quickly put away the silk pouch.
The tenderness in her eyes disappeared completely, replaced by a murderous aura.
When she heard the word "Pope," the killing intent in her eyes became even more violent, with her purple pupils flashing with a blood-red light.
Bibi Dong looked up at the two elders before her, her face adorned with an ice-cold smile.
"Teacher, is he alright?"
"His Holiness the Pope is fine; he i...
"You're welcome, Grandpa Ghost."
Qian Renjue's face was filled with a warm smile as he gently responded to Ghost Douluo.
The sound of the system to him was nothing more than an unexpected delight.
He turned around and returned to Qian Renxue's side.
Qian Renjue was about to lift the bowl in his hand, ready to enjoy a hearty meal.
But then he noticed Qian Xunji still sitting idly beside him.
The extra bowl in his hand should have been Qian Xunji's.
...
To adapt to various roads, the carriage chosen by Qian Xunji, though luxurious, was not large.
The interior walls of the carriage were inlaid with golden patterns that shimmered brightly.
Cushions and backrests were placed on three sides, all meticulously crafted from top-quality silk, soft and smooth to the touch. In the center of the carriage, there was a small table for brewing tea and burning incense.
Though the space was not large, it could comfortably accommo...
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 tim...
.
Squatting in front of Hu Liena, Qian Renjue reached into his pocket while gently stroking her silky hair.
“Are you hungry? Big brother has something for you to eat. Open your mouth... Ah~”
Under Qian Renjue's gentle and soft-spoken guidance, Hu Liena involuntarily opened her little mouth.
“Ah~”
She looked like a bird waiting to be fed.
“Dong, dong, whuuzh!”
Qian Renjue added sound effects of his own.
He took out the [Infin...
Two years passed quickly
Qian Renjue was almost six years old. As he grew, his range of activities expanded beyond the small hill in the center of Spirit City.
In his spare time, he would often pull Qian Renxue along, wandering around Spirit City.
They would explore the eastern part of the city today and the western part tomorrow, with Qian Renxue always following closely behind.
At this moment, having just finished their training and during their break, the sibl...
Seeing that Qian Renxue was becoming a bit embarassed, Qian Xunji stopped himself.
He gently embraced his two children, smiling warmly.
"Alright, I won’t say any more. How about we read together?"
"Yes, yes," Qian Renjue quickly nodded.
"Okay," Qian Renxue also nodded slightly and handed the book she was holding to Qian Xunji.
Holding the book, Qian Xunji didn't immediately start reading.
Instead, he gently held his son and daughter closer, looking...
In the residence of the twins
Upon learning that Bibi Dong had left Spirit City for the Slaughter Capital, Qian Renjue lost interest in hosting 'Growing closer to Bibi Dong' celebration.
He wasn't sure when he would see Bibi Dong again. She might become even more twisted, but he hoped the situation would improve compared to the past.
Qian Daoliu didn't stay long. After delivering the news to the siblings, he returned to the Worship Hall to accompany the Angel God sta...
While holding a bowl and enjoying a delicious breakfast, Qian Renjue was momentarily stunned.
A voice echoed in his mind—it was the system's announcement.
"Congratulations, host, for successfully spreading great love! (Target: Bibi Dong)"
"You have received a reward: 500 points!"
"Remaining points: 1,550!"
Hearing the system's voice and seeing the balance, Qian Renjue was puzzled. The extra 1,000 points should have been from last night. But what just happe...
Qian Renjue looked up at Qian Renxue in the distance, a beaming smile on his face.
He ran towards her, ecstatic, eager to share his joy.
"Sister, Sister!"
Qian Renjue waved his hand, his short legs running as fast as they could.
“Jue!”
Qian Renxue dropped the wooden sword in her hand and hurriedly speeding up.
The siblings ran toward each other, meeting in no time.
“Sister!”
Qian Renjue lifted his arms to hug Qian Renxue, but she...
Last night’s events didn’t make him mind Bibi Dong’s current coldness at all.
He still smiled, kneeling obediently on the bed, nodding his head.
“Okay, Jue will get down now.”
As he pressed his small hands on the bed, he noticed the torn quilt. Qian Renjue raised his eyes and looked at Bibi Dong with curiosity.
“Hurry up!” Bibi Dong said curtly, her face expressionless.
Qian Renjue had no choice but to shift his attention to where he had taken...
Bibi Dong frantically rummaged through the boxes and cabinets
It didn’t take long for her to find a small jar of ointment.
Turning around, she saw Qian Renjue lying on the ground, motionless, and her heart tightened.
"Xiao Jue..."
The relief Bibi Dong had just felt quickly turned into anxiety.
She hurried over, crouching down to check on him.
Feeling his chest slightly rise and fall, Bibi Dong sighed in relief, realizing that the child had fallen as...
"Its effect lasts for a quarter of an hour, and it can be paused and resumed freely."
Qian Renjue smiled as he continued to explain, completely unaware of the confused expression on Bibi Dong's face.
After speaking, Qian Renjue took two steps closer to Bibi Dong and held out the silk pouch in front of her.
"Sister, this is for you."
Bibi Dong frowned and didn’t move. Seeing the serious expression on Qian Renjue’s face, she couldn't help but ask:
"Are you...
Bibi Dong stood behind the door, panting heavily, her face still dark and gloomy.
She didn’t hear any footsteps.
Only faint breathing.
Peering through the small crack in the door, she could see that the small figure was still standing outside.
“Damn it!”
Bibi Dong couldn’t help but curse.
Bang!
She slapped the door, and outside, there were stumbling footsteps.
Bibi Dong's voice was cold, almost gritting her teeth.
“If yo...
Lying in Qian Renxue's embrace, Qian Renjue closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but raise his head and softly say, "Sister~ Should we go find Mom?"
The response he got from Qian Renxue was her steady, light breathing. The slightly intense training during the day made Qian Renxue very tired every night, allowing her to sleep deeply and fully relax her young body.
Qian Renjue looked up at Qian Renxue's doll-like delicate f...
Seeing Qian Renjue running toward him, Qian Xunji happily squatted down and embraced his beloved son.
"Xiao Jue, why aren't you resting early?"
"I'm waiting for Grandpa Feather to report back. Where did Mom go?" Qian Renjue asked, holding a glass cup in his hands. He also suspected that Bibi Dong had discovered something unusual.
Hearing Qian Renjue's words, Qian Xunji's expression became somewhat unnatural. He held Qian Renjue and walked towards Qian Renxue.
“Da...
Dressed in formal attire, Qian Xunji approached but did not enter. He stood quietly outside the gate, watching Bibi Dong from a distance.
Bibi Dong was in the pavilion, trying to reopen the book she had torn apart. She noticed the movement outside and her eyes filled with deep loathing.
"Teacher," Bibi Dong spat out the words as Qian Xunji began to speak, her tone dripping with contempt, "I'm afraid you're not welcome here."
Qian Xunji was unfazed by her sarcasm. He had g...
Suddenly, Bibi Dong shouted, startling Qian Renjue.
His small body trembled, and he raised his hand to cover the scar on his left eyebrow—the very spot Bibi Dong had been looking at moments ago.
Qian Renjue was certain: Bibi Dong was concerned about him just now.
Feeling a surge of joy, he smiled slightly and tried to reassure her:
“Mom, don't worry, it doesn't hurt. It's already healed, I'm fine.”
“Shut up!”
Panic flashed in Bibi Dong's eye...