#41 - Expect me to be strong even when I am old? More pure

On the road.

The siblings nestled together.

Qian Renjue hugged Qian Renxue's arm.

He asked, "Sister, aren't we going to Mom's place?"

Qian Renxue gently shook her head.

"We're going back first. Sister will teach you how to cultivate."

"Okay."

"..."

In front of the Hall of Elders.

Qian Daoliu and his son watched the two little ones leave.

A certain Elder secretly protected them.

Within this Spirit Hall City, safety was absolutely guaranteed.

Looking at his children, Qian Xunji still felt uneasy.

He couldn't help but repeatedly ask.

"Dad, is Xiao Jue really okay?"

Qian Daoliu glanced coldly at Qian Xunji, unable to resist scolding him.

"Sometimes I really don't know..."

"Is Xiao Jue here to atone for your sins, you wretch!"

Qian Xunji smiled bitterly, his voice hoarse.

"If that's really the case, I'd rather atone ten times, a hundred times over..."

"Humph! It's not up to you!"

Qian Daoliu glared fiercely at Qian Xunji, looking disgusted.

Qian Xunji shook his head, not arguing further.

Instead, he looked up at the scorching sun.

He sighed deeply.

"Two children with innate full soul power of level twenty..."

Muttering to himself, Qian Xunji then looked at Qian Daoliu beside him.

He chuckled and said, "Dad, I've done right by the Qian family, haven't I?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes twitched slightly.

His hands behind his back clenched unconsciously.

He closed his eyes, not saying a word.

"Haha..."

Qian Xunji couldn't help but laugh.

"Dad, you're still the same. You never give any praise."

"You still want me to praise you for this kind of thing?!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened, filled with anger and displeasure.

"Have you no shame!"

"Anyway, when it comes to being a father, I'm better than you."

Qian Xunji didn't care, he just smiled, a little smugly.

"..."

Qian Daoliu didn't speak.

He knew exactly how Qian Xunji had treated the two children over the years.

Seeing Qian Daoliu so uninteresting.

Qian Xunji didn't want to say more, he raised his hand and patted his old father's shoulder.

He lamented, "Dad, I've exceeded my goal. Now it's up to you."

A few veins throbbed on Qian Daoliu's forehead, faintly visible.

"Are you in such a hurry for me to die?"

"Restoring the glory of the angels... isn't that what you've always looked forward to?"

Qian Xunji's voice was full of innocence.

He looked up at the sky, not wanting Qian Daoliu to see his expression.

"Heh."

Qian Daoliu chuckled dryly.

Only then did he begin to talk about Qian Renjue's matter.

"You can rest assured about Xiao Jue. He can cultivate normally. It's basically impossible for him to completely lose his humanity. My Qian family hasn't reached the point of sending children to the battlefield."

Qian Daoliu couldn't imagine what situation would require Jue to fight for so long continuously.

"That's good."

Qian Xunji nodded reassuringly.

"As for continuing the family line... I already said it just now."

Qian Daoliu's voice continued.

"Xiao Jue's martial soul is essentially still the Six-Winged Angel, so there's no need to worry about having offspring."

Qian Xunji raised his eyebrows.

He said strangely, "Dad, I didn't ask you about continuing the family line..."

"You need to be clear about this kind of thing!"

Qian Daoliu's voice was somewhat stern, and he couldn't help but admonish:

"If Xiao Jue doesn't do it... are you expecting me to be vigorous in my old age?!"

"..."

Qian Xunji opened his mouth, speechless.

"You can start planning Xiao Jue's matter in advance and carefully select someone."

Qian Daoliu instructed.

"Alright, I know. It's still early."

Qian Xunji waved his hand, took a step, and was about to walk down the mountain.

"Xunji, you must be careful of that woman, Bibi Dong..."

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but stop Qian Xunji, his face solemn as he issued a warning.

Qian Xunji stopped, waving his hand dismissively.

Turning his head, he smiled and said, "Don't worry about this kind of thing. It's fine if I die at Dong'er's hands. Just consider it an apology to her."

"Bastard!"

Qian Daoliu shouted angrily, exasperated.

"Are you trying to make me send off a black-haired man when I'm already white-haired?"

"Stop it, where is your hair white?"

"You wretch!"

Along with Qian Daoliu's angry shout.

A stream of light flew from the Hall of Elders towards the Papal Hall.

Qian Xunji smiled, enjoying the breeze.

This time, he truly had no regrets at all.

...

In the afternoon.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Qian Renjue, who had begun to cultivate, suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at Qian Renxue beside him.

"Sister."

Qian Renjue gently raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then put it down.

Not wanting to disturb her.

He looked out the window, the sky already carrying a hint of dusk.

Qian Renjue tiptoed.

Slowly got out of bed, and walked towards the outside of the room, holding the ancient box in his hand.

He ran down the mountain.

Before long, Qian Renxue also opened her eyes.

Feeling her own power, Qian Renxue's face showed a hint of understanding.

Her Six-Winged Angel had indeed become purer.

Perhaps.

The extreme evil that Qian Renjue was tainted with did not come entirely from Bibi Dong.

She also had a part in it.

The impure part of the original Six-Winged Angel.

Was absorbed by Qian Renjue, born of the same mother.

"Jue, let's go, sister will accompany you..."

Qian Renxue said as she raised her eyes, her voice suddenly stopping as she looked around.

"Jue?!"

Frowning, she called out, but there was no response.

Didn't she promise him that they would go in the afternoon?

Thump.

Qian Renxue's feet quickly touched the ground.

She touched the place where Qian Renjue had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, there was still warmth on it.

She quickly chased after him outside.

As soon as she went out, the twilight of dusk enveloped her.

Only then did Qian Renxue realize that she had unknowingly cultivated for so long.

No wonder Qian Renjue would leave on his own first.

After possessing soul power.

Qian Renjue ran faster and more easily.

Smiling, he enjoyed the evening breeze on his face.

Before long, he ran to Bibi Dong's small courtyard.

At the door, he poked his head out sneakily.

Looking inside the yard.

Bibi Dong was watering flowers by the flowerbed.

Looking at the delicate tricolor flowers, she was somewhat absent-minded.

"Sister."

A voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

Bibi Dong was a little dazed, until the voice sounded again.

Only then did she look back to check.

"Sister."

Qian Renjue smiled, trotted forward, and hugged Bibi Dong's long legs.

He looked up and smiled, saying:

"Sister, Jue is here to see you again."

"Mm."

Bibi Dong rarely responded.

Lowering her eyes to look at Qian Renjue, she couldn't help but reach out and stroke his tender face.

She thought he wouldn't come today.

Qian Renjue gently rubbed against her.

"Hehe."

Pinching Qian Renjue's cheeks, Bibi Dong then remembered.

It seemed like something was missing.

She looked around, and indeed did not see Qian Renxue's figure.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, asking as if casually.

"Where's the other one?"

"Sister is still cultivating, Jue doesn't want to disturb her."

Qian Renjue replied with a smile.

Cultivating?

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows, feeling somewhat curious about the situation of the siblings.

"Sister?"

Realizing that Bibi Dong was about to leave.

Qian Renjue quickly grabbed her hand, following closely behind.

Wishing everyone a happy life!