On the road. The siblings leaned on each other, and Qian Renjue held onto Qian Renxue's arm.
He asked, "Sister, aren't we going to mom?"
Qian Renxue gently shook her head.
"We'll go back first. Sister will teach you how to cultivate."
"Alright then."
"…"
In front of the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu and his son were watching the two children leave.
A worshipper secretly protected them.
In Spirit City, safety was never a concern.
Watching his children, Qian Xunji still felt uneasy.
He couldn't help but ask repeatedly.
"Dad, are you sure Jue is okay?"
Qian Daoliu cast a cold glance at Qian Xunji and reprimanded him.
"Sometimes I wonder… was Xiao Jue born to atone for your sins?"
Qian Xunji gave a bitter smile, his voice hoarse.
"If that's true, I'd rather atone myself, ten or even a hundred times over."
"Hmph! As if you have a choice?!"
Qian Daoliu glared at Qian Xunji with disdain.
Qian Xunji shook his head, not arguing further, but looked up at the scorching sun and sighed.
"Two children with innate full soul power of level 20..."
As he murmured, Qian Xunji glanced at Qian Daoliu and chuckled.
"Dad, I think I've done enough for the Qian family, haven't I?"
Qian Daoliu's face twitched, his hands behind his back clenched unknowingly. He closed his eyes, staying silent.
"Haha."
Qian Xunji couldn't help but laugh.
"Dad, you're still the same. You never give praise."
"For this? You expect praise?!"
Qian Daoliu's eyes widened in anger and displeasure.
"Have some shame!"
"No matter what, I'm still a better father than you."
Qian Xunji didn't mind and smiled smugly.
"…"
Qian Daoliu said nothing.
He knew all too well how Qian Xunji had treated the two children over the years.
Seeing his father's silence, Qian Xunji didn't want to say more either. He patted his father's shoulder and sighed.
"Dad, I've surpassed my goal. Now it's up to you."
A vein throbbed faintly on Qian Daoliu's forehead.
"Are you that eager for me to die?"
"To restore the glory of the angels... Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
Qian Xunji's voice was innocent as he looked up at the sky, avoiding Qian Daoliu's gaze.
"Hah."
Qian Daoliu chuckled dryly before mentioning Qian Renjue.
"As for Xiao Jue, don't worry. He can cultivate normally. Completely losing his humanity is unlikely. Our Qian family hasn't reached the point where we send children to the battlefield."
Qian Daoliu couldn't imagine a scenario where Qian Renjue would need to fight for so long.
"That's good."
Qian Xunji nodded in relief.
"As for continuing the family line, I've already said…"
Qian Daoliu continued.
"Xiao Jue's martial soul is still related to the Six-Winged Angel, so you don't have to worry about his descendants."
Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Dad, I wasn't asking about that…"
"You should still keep it in mind!"
Qian Daoliu's voice was stern as he scolded.
"If Xiao Jue doesn't… what, are you expecting me to take up that role in my old age?!"
"…"
Qian Xunji opened his mouth but said nothing.
"You can start scouting prospects for Xiao Jue early."
Qian Daoliu advised.
"Alright, I got it. There's still plenty of time."
Qian Xunji waved dismissively and began to walk down the mountain.
"Ji'er, be wary of that woman, Bibi Dong."
Qian Daoliu couldn't help but warn him, his face serious.
Qian Xunji stopped, waved nonchalantly, and smiled as he looked back.
"Don't worry about it, Dad. If I die at Dong'er's hands, I'll just consider it making amends."
"You scoundrel!"
Qian Daoliu shouted angrily, his voice full of fury.
"Do you want me to bury my own son?!"
"Come on, Dad, you're not even old yet."
"You brat!"
With Qian Daoliu's angry roar, a streak of light flew from the Worship Hall towards the Pope's Palace.
Qian Xunji laughed as the wind blew by. At this point, he had no regrets.
…
In the afternoon.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Qian Renjue suddenly opened his eyes as he began to cultivate.
He looked at Qian Renxue beside him.
"Sister."
Qian Renjue raised his hand slightly but hesitated before putting it down.
He didn't want to disturb her.
Looking outside the window, the sky had begun to darken.
Qian Renjue quietly slipped out of bed, holding an ancient-looking box, and sneaked outside.
Before long, Qian Renxue also opened her eyes.
Feeling her power, Qian Renxue's face showed a hint of understanding.
Her Six-Winged Angel had indeed become more pure.
Perhaps…
The extreme evil that stained Qian Renjue didn't all come from Bibi Dong.
She had her share too.
The impure parts of her Six-Winged Angel were absorbed by her brother, Qian Renjue.
"Jue, let's go. Sister will go with you."
As Qian Renxue spoke, she suddenly stopped and looked around.
"Jue?!"
Frowning, she called out, but there was no response.
Didn't she already promise to go with him in the afternoon?
Thump.
Qian Renxue quickly got up and felt the place where Qian Renjue had been sitting; it was still warm. She hurried outside.
As soon as she stepped out, the twilight engulfed her, and Qian Renxue realized she had unknowingly been cultivating for a long time.
No wonder Renjue had left on his own.
With his soul power, Qian Renjue ran quickly and lightly.
Smiling, he enjoyed the evening breeze, and before long, he arrived at the small courtyard where Bibi Dong stayed.
Peeking in sneakily, he saw Bibi Dong watering the flowers by the garden, her mind elsewhere as she tended to the vibrant three-colored carnations.
"Big sister."
A voice suddenly sounded in her ear.
Bibi Dong was lost in thought until the voice spoke again.
Turning her head, she finally looked.
"Big sister."
Qian Renjue smiled as he ran up and hugged Bibi Dong's long legs.
Looking up with a grin, he said, "Big sister, Jue has come to see you again."
"Mm."
Bibi Dong rarely responded, but she looked down at Qian Renjue and couldn't resist stroking his soft chubby cheeks.
She had thought he wouldn't come today.
Qian Renjue gently rubbed his face against her palm.
"Hehe."
Pinching Qian Renjue's cheeks, Bibi Dong suddenly realized something.
It seemed like something was missing.
She looked around and indeed didn't see Qian Renxue.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly and asked casually, "Where's the other one?"
"Sister is still cultivating, and Jue didn't want to disturb her," Qian Renjue replied with a smile.
Cultivating?
Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, curious about the siblings' situation.
"Big sister?"
Noticing that Bibi Dong was about to leave, Qian Renjue quickly grabbed her hand and followed closely.