Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 918 Another Life, Nalan Ruoruo?!
Parents' expectations are not only pressure, but also their greatest motivation.

Xiao Yan lived up to expectations, awakening his fire-attribute Dou Qi at the age of three, possessing nine levels of Dou Qi at the age of seven, and successfully condensing his Dou Qi vortex the following year, becoming the youngest Dou Zhe in the history of his clan.

Unfortunately, he could not escape divine retribution.

The praise of the past has turned into ridicule, and the former genius of Wutan City has fallen from grace, becoming a good-for-nothing that everyone laughs at.

However, unexpectedly, Xiao Yan did not become discouraged because of this.

"Yan'er is here again?"

Under the dim light, the woman on the bed called out softly, her voice a mixture of pity and sigh.

"Ah."

Xiao Yan carried the bucket to the bedside, wrung out the water from the towel, touched the woman's head, and then pressed his face against it.

"Be careful, Mom, it's hot."

“You child, you have suffered a great injustice, but you never say it, making your mother unable to utter a single word of sympathy.”

"There's nothing to feel wronged about, Mother."

Xiao Yan wiped the sweat from the woman's forehead and smiled casually, "I'm content."

"Ugh"

The woman's voice was tinged with bitterness, as if it contained a hint of resentment, "You all know that I'm a burden, and I know it even better myself. Even if you don't care about what others think, how can I not care?"

The toddler, after awakening his fighting spirit, instinctively warmed her body.
The rain poured down. She had chosen a burial site for herself, and the couple had their first big argument. But the little one, who was still clueless at the time, stood firmly between them.
Whenever his body's coldness worsened, the young man would use the few broken copper coins he found in his drawers to buy herbs, until he broke through to the next level of the Fighter class and finally had enough to eat.
No one knew that the once renowned third young master of the Xiao family had never actually used a single decent elixir or elixir.

It was all given to her, this dying body.

It's not that he doesn't care about his cultivation level and other people's opinions, but rather that he cares about things more.

"It will be fine."

Xiao Yan simply said that and then went back to washing the towel.

"Disabled people don't live long," the woman seemed to have already accepted it.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan paused for a moment, then repeated the sentence.

"It will be fine."

“It will get better. Of course, Mother would say so too,” the woman continued to ramble on, but her thin hand somehow found the strength to lift, as if to brush aside the boy’s gloomy hair.

“But my Yan’er, you will grow up, get married and have children, and have your own friends and space. When that time comes, you will naturally see things more clearly.”

At this point, the woman's voice choked with emotion, but she still managed to continue.

"You can't always stay with your mother, can you?"

"maybe."

He raised his head, revealing his dark, bright eyes. "But now that you're gone, I can't see anything anymore."

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The woman fell silent, gazing at the boy whose smile was as warm as the sun, and was momentarily stunned.

In a daze, she seemed to recall the boy who also shouldered everything, his face gradually becoming plump and wrinkled with age, and his body that stood in front of her, shielding her from the wind and rain.

Perhaps there were also those whispered cries of "Don't go, don't go" as they slept soundly after a big argument.

"You two are truly cut from the same cloth."

The mother just smiled helplessly.

"You're still a long way off. Wait until I'm as capable as him in supporting the Xiao clan before you talk about it."

Xiao Yan poured a pot of water and tasted it to check the temperature for her.

"hehe."

The woman seemed a little tired. She gently stroked the boy's nose and murmured as if in a dream, "Sometimes, I even think you are a little fox reincarnated to repay a debt of gratitude."

"Otherwise, the snow would have ended long ago after that heavy snowfall."

"!" Upon hearing this, the usually composed young man became unusually nervous, as if he had choked on water.

"Cough cough cough! What nonsense are you talking about, Mother? Whether it's me or not, Father is still here. He's the pillar of the family!"

"That stubborn old man, how can he compare to you? He doesn't even come to see me a few times a month. He only sneaks around asking the guards for information. Does he think I don't know?"

Mentioning Xiao Zhan, the woman clearly perked up, and with a furrowed brow, she tried to sit up.

These two are really quite contradictory.
Xiao Yan muttered to himself, then added fuel to the fire: "Father is only doing this for your own good. He said that every time you see him you should take the initiative to help him find a concubine. Instead of doing that, you might as well take the initiative to arrange the marriage yourself."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent instantly.

"I told him to take a concubine, and he actually dared to arrange the marriage?"

The woman, with a sudden burst of strength, sat up abruptly from the bed, her dejection gone. She spoke clearly, "Call your father and Xiao Zhan to Mother!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Yan dashed out of the room like a monkey.

Keeping his mother alive was easy for Xiao Yan, but to rekindle her desire for life, Xiao Zhan was truly indispensable.

Dad, please don't blame me. I did all this for our family!
Shortly after, he ran into Xiao Zhan.

However, unexpectedly, when Xiao Zhan learned the whole story, he not only showed no intention of backing down, but instead exclaimed in surprise.

"what?!"

"You mean, she won't let her father arrange the marriage?"

Xiao Zhan was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and stormed into the room. "That woman, can't she even understand this simple logic?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, the woman also became angry, and the atmosphere between the two instantly became tense.

"You old fool, if you go on such a grand wedding, I'll be a burden, but what about Yan'er and the others?"

"You wretched woman, if you won't let me arrange the marriage, how can Yan'er, the girl I'm betrothed to since birth, marry into the Xiao family peacefully?"

Immediately, the two of them froze on the spot.

"Wait!" x2
The two spoke at the same time, and then questioned each other in unison.

"Were you speaking up for Yan'er earlier?" x2
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Now both of them are in an invincible position, and neither can blame the other.

Xiao Zhan coughed lightly, breaking the awkward silence: "The Nalan girl, who is betrothed to Yan'er since childhood, will be visiting the Xiao family soon, so..."

As he spoke, Xiao Zhan grabbed the boy who was about to leave and said in a deep voice, "Don't embarrass your mother and father, you know that, brat!"

Xiao Yan had no choice but to nod in agreement, but he discovered that the other person's large hand, which was gripping him, was actually holding a crumpled note.

Seeing that Xiao Yan had taken the note, Xiao Zhan finally showed a satisfied expression and waved Xiao Yan away, saying, "Alright, if there's nothing else, go back. Your father will take care of your mother here. Bringing a wife back is better than anything else. Go, go, go!"

After saying that, he kicked Xiao Yan out of the room without further ado.

Shortly after, the floor of the room seemed to shake, followed by a man's cautious whisper.

Hearing the voice of that tough, unyielding man begging for mercy from across the wall, Xiao Yan smiled.

Even if he doesn't resemble the image of a father and mother in my memory, the old man in this world is just as stubbornly adorable.

"It seems that this grudge must eventually be settled."

Even if I were to live another life, the trials and tribulations of the past would inevitably return.

All he can do is do what he can do well, and...
What cannot be undone.

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes as he murmured, "I, Xiao Yan, am waiting for you, Nalan."

He opened the note and was surprised to see a line of small characters quietly written on the crumpled white paper.

"Nalan Ruoruo will come to visit in a few days."

Xiao Yan: "?"

(End of this chapter)