#778 - Chapter 778: Self-destruction

However,沐芊芊 had grown up spoiled by everyone's affection. 沐千源 wouldn't even say a harsh word to her, so how could he keep her in check? Helpless, he had no choice but to speed up himself and closely follow her.

沐千源's disciples and others naturally activated their magical artifacts, closely following behind. In the blink of an eye, they had distanced themselves from the group from Holy Continent.

沐千源 spread his arms, increasing his spiritual power in both hands. The magical artifact under his feet also sped up, catching up to 沐芊芊, flying about a zhang away from her. 沐千源 looked at her.

Having not seen her for many days, his daughter seemed to have become much thinner.

But her every movement seemed much more mature.

Today, she was wearing a red dress, paired with that amber-red silk, making her even more beautiful.

"Little Junior Brother!" A voice suddenly came from the side.

沐千源 quickly turned his head and said, "What is it, Ancestor Du?"

Du steered his giant sword, smiling slightly, "Qianyuan, I didn't expect your daughter to have progressed so quickly in Daoist techniques. In such a short time, she has actually reached this level."

沐千源 felt grateful in his heart and said, "You flatter me, it's all thanks to Ye Kong from逍遥 Peak's ability."

Du shook his head and smiled, "Look just now, her flying speed was actually faster than both me and that old fellow Yun.

Only then did 沐千源 realize that earlier, when he saw 沐芊芊 flying fast, he was so anxious that he sped up to catch up, not paying attention to his surroundings. Unexpectedly, he had flown ahead of Ancestor Du.

At this moment, Ancestor Du was flying behind him, calm and composed. If he really wanted to fly fast, he might not be inferior to him.

沐芊芊, who was in front, heard the voice from behind and turned her head, her face showing some sorrow.

As soon as she saw that it was 沐千源, she immediately became happy.

She shouted loudly, "Father, why are you here?"

When 沐芊芊 turned her head to speak, her body swayed, moving to the side.

沐千源 suddenly saw 沐芊芊 flying closer and looked at her, saying, "Qianqian, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Why do you look so out of sorts today?"

Being asked by her father like this, 沐芊芊 almost burst into tears.

But now she didn't have time to explain, so she grabbed 沐千源's arm and said, "Father, come with me!"

沐千源 was feeling strange when he saw 沐芊芊 suddenly pull him, and they rapidly descended.

沐千源 closely followed 沐芊芊.

Behind them, Du and the others were far away and didn't hear what the two of them said.

They only saw 沐千源 and his daughter, one in front of the other, flying towards the green mountain forest below.

沐千源 closely followed 沐芊芊. In the blink of an eye, they descended to the bottom of the forest. He only heard 沐芊芊 taking deep breaths in front, turning her head and saying, "Father, hurry!"

As she spoke, the amber-red silk seemed to have a spirit, like a spiritual snake turning over, swirling and whistling under her pretty figure, with red light flashing, flying into the vast forest.

沐千源 looked at the red shadow in front, his heart jolted, not wanting any other thoughts, and flew straight down.

The forest on this mountain, like other places in Liubo Mountain, was full of giant ancient trees, standing straight towards the sky. Even on the ground, there were many shrubs and thorns, making it difficult to set foot.

As soon as the two entered this forest, they felt the surroundings suddenly become quiet. The piercing wind was no longer in their ears, and a fresh, woody scent came towards them.

沐芊芊 stood on the amber-red silk, her figure like lightning, flying through this ancient forest, between countless giant ancient trees.

Looking from behind, 沐千源 only saw that beautiful red shadow going up and down, flying quickly between the dense branches and leaves. Accompanied by the sharp, light whistling sound, she was like the most beautiful fairy in the world, in this secluded place, in the ancient forest, in a world where countless green leaves seemed to be full of smiles and faint cheers, dancing the most beautiful dance.

That figure, like lightning, like light, clung to the body of the giant tree, seemingly extremely dangerous, but with a gentle grace, gently gliding past, without touching anything at all.

That figure, like infatuated, like drunk, in a trance, was again the time of youth, green mountains and clear waters, with joyful and happy laughter, echoing away.

Qianqian is really growing more and more like her mother.

沐千源 thought of when he and her mother rode the wind together, feeling the speed of the wind.

沐千源 suddenly felt cheerful, smiling and opening his arms. The long sword bloomed with a cyan light, carrying him, flying in this ancient and peaceful forest.

He and 沐芊芊 flew in the dense forest for a long time. Finally, in a small mountain depression, 沐芊芊 saw a small stream below. Having flown for half a day, she was also a little tired, so she and 沐千源 landed and washed their faces with the stream water.

This small stream meandered through the ancient forest, shallow and clear. There were many round pebbles in the stream, with the shimmering light rippling in the clear water, which was very beautiful. On both sides of the stream, in addition to some sandy beaches, further away, there was dense forest.

Looking at it, this forest seemed to be endless.

"Father," 沐芊芊 suddenly called out. 沐千源 turned his head to look at her, but 沐芊芊 had washed half of her face and found an extremely beautiful stone in the stream. She reached out and took it out, happily turning her head to 沐千源 and said, "Father, is this stone pretty?"

沐千源 glanced at the stone, seeing that it was only the size of a thumb, but it had three-colored stone patterns on it, roughly neatly surrounding it like a ribbon. It was indeed quite beautiful. Then he smiled, raised his head to look at 沐芊芊, and was about to answer, but suddenly slightly opened his mouth, unable to speak.

That familiar, beautiful face was smiling and looking at him. The clear stream water from washing her face had not yet been wiped away, and sparkling water droplets lightly covered her fair face. From time to time, he could see those water droplets carrying tenderness, sliding down her skin, brushing past her cheeks, lingering under her smooth and soft lips, and finally gently dripping down with a touch of moving grace.

And on those bright and clear eyes, on the long eyelashes, there were also a few water droplets condensing, as if tears, but like white pear blossoms after the rain, so clear and enchanting.

沐芊芊 said coquettishly, "I'm asking you, Father!"

沐千源 woke up with a start and said, "What?"

His daughter had grown up, and she had not been plagued by the curse, but had grown up safely. 沐千源 felt relieved in his heart.

The previous misfortune had collapsed on its own. His greatest expectation was that his child could grow up safely. He was so happy that he became silly.

沐芊芊 held the stone in front of his eyes and said, "Is it pretty or not?"