Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

Chapter 94 That Springtime Was Perfect (Seeking First Subscription)

"But if even I can't do it, then who in this world can?"

Xie Lingran asked, somewhat incredulously.

Xie Qingyao lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

"I don't know...maybe yes, maybe no."

"So... is there really no other way?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Lingran reverted to her initial distraught state.

Xie Qingyao remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly and finally spoke up: "The Demonic Dragon Seed is formed from the remains of an ancient Demonic Dragon, and what we are currently experimenting with is one of them. In addition, there is another Demonic Dragon Seed in that secret realm that is not as powerful. It can still bring you great power, and your bloodline may or may not be able to suppress it."

At this point, she changed the subject: "Before that, I should make you aware of the risks involved."

"The demonic dragon breed is filled with overwhelming ferocity and its ferocity is inexhaustible. It has a heart-devouring backlash. Once it enters the body, it will gnaw at the mind day and night, amplifying all the negative emotions in the human heart. If you are not careful, you will be devoured by the demonic dragon's ferocity and become a mindless, bloodthirsty monster."

Xie Qingyao stared at him intently: "I have told you everything I know. As for what you do, that is entirely up to you. You will bear the consequences, whether good or bad."

Silence fell instantly in front of the bamboo hut.

Xie Lingran stood with her eyes lowered, remaining silent for a long time, her mind frantically weighing the pros and cons.

He knew it was a huge gamble, but he already had nothing left.

He can afford to lose his life, but he can't afford to lose time.

Ordinary spiritual practice takes a long time, and he can't afford to waste it.

The only shortcut and the only way to break the deadlock for him right now is the Demon Dragon Seed.

"I choose to absorb it."

Even if the road ahead is a bottomless abyss, I will accept it.

Seeing his stubbornness, Xie Qingyao closed her eyes briefly and finally gave up trying to persuade him. She simply told him the location of the secret realm.

Xie Lingran turned around, a faint smile appearing on her lips: "Knowing it's impossible, yet still doing it—that's the only thing that attracts me most in this boring life."

Having said that, Xie Lingran turned and left, but did not head straight for the secret realm Xie Qingyao had mentioned.

Before that, he needs to do more preparation and make sure to do things perfectly.

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Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye.

They've been close to the age they met.

In the past fifteen years, Gu Hanfeng has traveled all over the world but has never found any news about Chen Qiuyu. It seems that Xie Lingran and she have both vanished into thin air.

In the days without news of Chen Qiuyu, Gu Hanfeng returned to the Lonely Smoke Sect and resumed his aimless life.

He often felt that without her, time was both long and short, as if it didn't exist.

He would occasionally recall those past events in his dreams, but upon waking, he would suddenly feel as if they were things from a previous life.

It feels like a lifetime ago; that's roughly how I feel.

Sometimes he even doubts whether those past events truly happened in his life.

Furthermore, to this day, he still doesn't know what Fu Jiuzhang needs him to do.

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But no matter what he does, the most important price he pays is his worthless life.

If he never sees Chen Qiuyu again for the rest of his life, he'd rather take his life; he doesn't care.

Until that day, he received a letter.

No one knows what was written in the letter.

All the disciples of the Lone Smoke Sect knew was that after seeing the letter, the mysterious man who had lived in the sect for many years but always seemed to be doing nothing suddenly came down the mountain.

Using the spiritual energy fluctuations in the letter, Gu Hanfeng searched for several months and finally found her in a mountain village.

But by the time he arrived, it was already too late. Chen Qiuyu was already seriously injured, and a thick, dark aura lingered around his wounds, clinging to his bones and drawing blood, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Seeing him arrive, she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper: "I'm beyond saving."

Gu Hanfeng stood still, quietly watching her, his heart surprisingly calm.

He must be in a lot of pain, right?

But at this moment, he felt unusually calm.

It turns out that with time, everything can be let go.

Gu Hanfeng thought it was the power of time, but he would later learn that time did not possess any unique magic.

Beside Chen Qiuyu stood a girl who looked about five or six years old. She stared blankly at her mother, speechless for a long time.

Gu Hanfeng recognized her at a glance as Chen Qiuyu's daughter.

Not far away, a disheveled man was curled up on the ground, his body shrouded in even denser black energy. He held his head in his hands, his body trembling violently, as if he were trapped in extreme pain and turmoil, and suppressed groans kept escaping from his throat.

It is Xie Lingran.

The man who took everything from him.

However, his former spirited and aloof demeanor had completely vanished. At this moment, he was in a sorry state, tormented to the point of being like a cripple.

Gu Hanfeng stared coldly at him, silently asking himself:

Does he hate it?

Hate.

All of this started because of Xie Lingran.

He had no reason not to hate.

Therefore, he didn't want to kill him, as killing him would be the cheapest option. He wanted to trap him in this torment, so that he could never escape it.

But that's impossible.

He deserved to die long ago for the tragedy he has caused today.

He let out a long sigh, drew his sword from behind his back, and prepared to end his suffering. Once again, he felt that this way of dying was too good for him.

But at that moment, Chen Qiuyu's lips moved.

"Let him go."

Gu Hanfeng paused, then turned to look at the barely breathing Chen Qiuyu, his eyes filled with confusion.

Seeing the puzzled look on Gu Hanfeng's face, she forced a pale, weak smile: "He can't die yet. If you kill him now, you'll incur karma, and it won't be worth it—just let him stay here and fend for himself."

Her gaze softened as it fell upon the bewildered little girl beside her: "Finally—I hope you can live well, and live well with her."

"Senior brother," Chen Qiuyu murmured softly, a hint of tears welling in his eyes, "the person I've wronged the most in my life is you."

"If I had known that everything I tried so hard to protect would eventually be destroyed and I would end up with nothing, I would never have made that choice back then."

She eventually regretted it.

I regret my youthful cowardice, I regret being unable to control my own destiny, I regret not daring to look directly into my own heart.

You didn't wrong me, you only wronged yourself.

Chen Qiuyu remained noncommittal, simply smiling; she hadn't smiled so genuinely in a long time.

"Could you ask me one more time?"

"What?"

"You know that."

"Were you... doing this voluntarily?"

"Of course not. You're the one I love most. Take me with you, I'll go anywhere with you."

She smiled, just like she did twenty years ago.

That spring, the weather was beautiful. She saved him, but he could only watch helplessly as she died before his eyes.

Many years later, Gu Hanfeng would still occasionally recall that smile.

And at these times, the pain always appears belatedly, accompanied by a surge of resentment.

Gu Lengyue also remembered that smile, but at that time she did not understand what it meant.

As Gu Hanfeng led her away, she took one last look at the man who was convulsing in pain. The black aura emanating from his body and the scarlet look in his eyes left a deep impression on her.

Now, Shen Wei seems to be in an even more serious condition than him.