Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Lin Qingxuan peeked out from behind her mother and looked at Lin Che with curiosity. She felt that this person was very kind, especially his eyes, which were somewhat similar to the figure she had seen in her dream.

"Mother, who is this person?"

Lin Che's gaze fell on Lin Qingxuan, and his heart clenched. Those eyebrows, those expressions, were clearly a miniature version of himself.

Lin Che approached step by step, his steps faltering slightly. He reached out to touch them, but fearing he might disturb the mother and child before him, he stopped and said softly:
"He...he is...Lin Qingxuan?"

Li Qianmei did not answer, but stared intently at Lin Che, her emotions in her eyes complex and difficult to discern. For a moment, she did not know how to answer or what to say.

"Yes……"

In the end, Li Qianmei nodded.

"mother……"

Lin Qingxuan looked at Li Qianmei in front of him, blinked his bright eyes, and seemed to want to know who the young man in front of him was.

Li Qianmei gently bit her lower lip, a barely perceptible look of pain flashing in her eyes. She turned around and said, "He...he is your father whom you have never met."

"Father?" Lin Qingxuan repeated the two words, his brows furrowing slightly, and his hand holding the tortoise shell tightened unconsciously.

Lin Qingxuan tilted his head and looked at Lin Che, his gaze slowly shifting from curiosity to inquiry. The person in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes, his tone of voice, and even the faint spiritual energy emanating from him gradually overlapped with the blurry figure he had dreamed of the night before.

He stepped out from behind Li Qianmei, took small steps to stand in front of Lin Che, and looked up at her with his small face, asking, "Then... why did you only come now? Brother Hu's father accompanies him to practice swordsmanship every day. Where were you before?"

Hearing the child's words, Lin Che exhaled a deep breath, looked at Li Qianmei, and said, "Come with me."

"Where to go?"

"go home."

Lin Che clenched his fist and stepped in, saying, "Although I never thought this would happen back then, you chose to stay in the Rain Immortal Realm for more than ten years to save me, damaging your own cultivation. I will not let you down."

Hearing Lin Che's words, Li Qianmei's eyes finally welled up with tears. She looked at him with a pained expression, as if she had been waiting for this day for countless years.

Li Qianmei's tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the bluestone slab and splashing up tiny starlight.

Looking at Lin Che in front of her, the person she had waited for and longed for for more than ten years was now standing right in front of her, saying that he would not let her down.

But the grievances and torments of the past cannot be easily erased by these four words.

Li Qianmei raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her voice choked with sobs: "Home... I've long thought we no longer have a home."

Lin Qingxuan tugged at Li Qianmei's sleeve, then looked at Lin Che, his little face full of confusion: "Mother, where is our home? Isn't this our home?"

Lin Qingxuan pointed to the surrounding ink plum blossoms, Crescent Moon Spring, and the bamboo house with smoke rising from its chimney not far away, saying, "There are little turtles here, and plum blossoms that glow. I feel like this is home."

Lin Che squatted down and gently patted Lin Qingxuan's head, his eyes full of tenderness: "This is also home, but we have an even safer home."

“There are no former subordinates of the current leader there, no prying eyes. You can cultivate the Falling Plum Blossom Technique in peace, or you can go see other scenery in the star field with your father.”

Lin Che slightly raised his head, looked at Li Qianmei, and said in an increasingly solemn tone, "Qianmei, I know I owe you too much in the past. I can't turn back time, I can only make up for it with the days to come. Come with me, and I will protect you and your son for the rest of your lives." Li Qianmei remained silent, her gaze fixed on Lin Qingxuan. All these years, she had been hiding in Luomei Valley, afraid that her son would be harmed.

But now that Lin Che has arrived, with his early-stage Void Tribulation cultivation and the strength to slay the Poison Venerable, he might truly be able to give them a stable future.

Li Qianmei bit her lip and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you. But Xuan'er has just mastered the Falling Plum Blossom Technique and can't travel long distances. We need to prepare for a few days."

"no problem."

Lin Che breathed a sigh of relief, a long-lost smile appearing on his face. "I'll guard the valley entrance for the next few days. You can take your time preparing."

In the following days, Plum Blossom Valley became more lively.

Lin Che would accompany Lin Qingxuan to practice the Falling Plum Blossom Technique every day. He discovered that his son's talent far exceeded his expectations. In just three days, he had already mastered the essence of breathing techniques and could even condense spiritual energy into small plum petal shapes.

Li Qianmei was packing her luggage. She didn't have much; she just packed all of Lin Qingxuan's childhood clothes, toys, and ink plum blossom paintings she had created over the years.

That evening, Lin Qingxuan took Lin Che to Crescent Moon Spring and pointed to the double moons reflected in the water, asking, "Father, have you ever seen a more beautiful moon than this?"

Lin Che sat on a rock by the spring, holding Lin Qingxuan on his lap, gazing at her reflection in the water: "Father has seen many moons, but none are as beautiful as this one. Because here, the moon is accompanied by Xuan'er and your mother."

"Xuan'er, I will never leave you again. No matter what danger we encounter, I will stand in front of you."

Lin Qingxuan nodded as if she understood, leaned against Lin Che's chest, looked at the two moons in the spring water, and gradually fell asleep.

Lin Che held his son, gently stroking his hair, his eyes becoming incredibly firm, knowing in his heart that the responsibility on his shoulders had become even heavier.

Not only must we protect this mother and child, but we must also eliminate all of the Lord's old subordinates so that they can truly live in peace.

.........

The next morning, the golden rooster crows.

Li Qianmei had already packed her luggage and stood in front of the bamboo house, looking at Luomei Valley where she had lived for several years, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Lin Che walked to her side and gently took her hand: "We will come back in the future. When Xuan'er grows up, we will bring him to see the ink plum blossoms here and the Crescent Moon Spring."

Li Qianmei nodded, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Let's go."

Lin Che picked up Lin Qingxuan, and Li Qianmei carried the luggage. The three of them walked together toward the valley entrance.

Reaching the white jade plum tree stump, Li Qianmei stopped, glanced back at the black plum blossoms in the valley, and said softly, "Goodbye, Falling Plum Valley."

Looking at her, Lin Che felt guilty and understood that this valley held too many memories for Li Qianmei, both bitter and sweet.

Li Qianmei pursed her thin lips and followed beside Lin Che, asking, "My father..."

Upon mentioning Daoist Lanmeng, Lin Che exhaled a deep breath and then replied, "For your sake, I will spare his life, but he cannot remain outside the realm for the rest of his life. Let him return with us."

"Once he arrives on Vermilion Bird Star, someone will naturally take care of him, but he will only become an ordinary person with a cultivation realm but no practical skills." (End of Chapter)