Douluo Continent: The True Body and Blood Soul, Starting from Blacksmithing

Chapter 138 Memories, Time to Let Go

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment, then tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the seat.

He wasn't entirely sure how much of his granddaughter's story was true and how much was false, but he couldn't deny that the reasons she gave were all plausible.

At this stage, only those close to Lin Yu can see how far he has come.

As for having the snake spear and porcupine protect Lin Yu while "supervising" him? Don't be ridiculous.

So many people go to the Lin residence every day, especially Ning Fengzhi, who often brings his family's titled Douluo to hang around Lin Yu's place.

He wouldn't come to the temple without a reason; he probably just wanted to see if Lin Yu had been bullied by the Spirit Hall so he could step in and gain some favor with Lin Yu.

At this stage, sending someone to monitor Lin Yu is not worthwhile. If discovered, it would not only offend Lin Yu but also give other forces an opportunity to take advantage.

In this way—

Xiaoxue could only continue her journey to Lin Yu's place.

Qian Renxue saw his struggle, relief, and reluctance in his grandfather's eyes.

Those three emotions intertwined, like a pot of mixed flavors, ultimately converging into a helpless nod.

"Grandpa, don't worry." Qian Renxue's voice suddenly became lighter, with a hint of cunning, "This time I will not stay by his side as the eldest prince."

Qian Daoliu, who had initially come to terms with it, felt even more overwhelmed upon hearing this. "If you continue to use your identity as the First Prince, Lin Yu might still consider your status—"

Not as the eldest prince? Then in what capacity?

Qian Daoliu dared not think any further.

In the end, Qian Daoliu decided to give his granddaughter a hint.

"Xiaoxue, Lin Yu is your mother's man." His tone became serious. "He and your mother are very close. If you want to appear by his side under a different identity, you can ask your mother's opinion first."

Qian Renxue had known for a long time that Lin Yu was an undercover agent arranged by her mother. Her grandfather had mentioned this to her, so she didn't think much of what her grandfather said.

She nodded, responded, and then turned and left the Temple of Angels.

The Spirit Hall, the Pope's bedroom.

Qian Daoliu: "————"

The incense smoke curled gently, rising slowly from the gilded incense burner and tracing faint arcs in the air.

The palace was so quiet that only the strong heartbeat of Bibi Dong could be heard.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was leaning against the soft bed, wearing only a silk nightgown as thin as a cicada's wing.

Her fingertips unconsciously brushed across her lips, and even though her lips were slightly red and swollen from her own rubbing, she didn't react.

Sensing the abnormality in her body, Bibi Dong sighed silently.

Bibi Dong, who had previously drugged Liu Erlong, now strongly suspects that someone may have drugged her behind her back.

Why do I feel so uncomfortable if I don't see that brat for a few days?

What made her even more uneasy was that these days, because of Lin Yu, she was almost forgetting Yu Xiaogang's face.

That day, when she approached Lin Yu under the guise of helping the Spirit Hall secure a spot, she was actually deceiving him.

She said that she proposed exchanging soul bones for a spot, and then the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall agreed.

In fact, it was the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall who first proposed offering that soul bone to curry favor with Lin Yu.

However, since she had the power to speak, and the people from the Spirit Hall would probably never be able to establish a relationship with Lin Yu, she conveniently took this favor for herself.

The reason she made that trip was actually to see Yu Xiaogang, whose leg had been blown off in public by Lin Yu.

However, that one look left her speechless.

In her memory, Yu Xiaogang always had a calm, composed, proud, and confident demeanor.

Even when faced with expulsion from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, and even when faced with the cold stares and ridicule from the outside world, he always maintained that "I am the only one who is sober while everyone else is drunk" attitude, as if everything was under his control.

When I went to see him that day, all I saw was a dejected old man who had lost a leg.

His hair was gray, his face was withered, and his eyes were empty. He was curled up on a simple wooden bed, like a disgusting maggot.

Gone was pride, gone was indifference, even anger; only a numb, resigned stillness remained.

Before meeting Yu Xiaogang, she planned to teach Lin Yu a lesson.

But after meeting Yu Xiaogang, she realized that Yu Xiaogang was actually just so-so.

Is this person really worth her remembering for so many years?

The answer speaks for itself.

That day, when she was disciplining Lin Yu, the image of Yu Xiaogang flashed through her mind.

However, she did not regard Lin Yu as Yu Xiaogang.

The image that appeared in her mind that day stood by like an observer, watching her fall and sink.

She tried to get up, to explain, to persuade him to stay, but her body seemed to be glued to her, unable to move an inch.

She could only watch as Yu Xiaogang quietly turned away, without anger or disdain, only a distant estrangement belonging to the past.

I know it will fade away in the end.

There's no going back. Yu Xiaogang is no longer the same person he once was, and neither am I.

She was very tired that day, and didn't leave immediately afterward as usual.

Since it was just one night's rest, she didn't think much of it.

But that sleep was the most restful she had slept in over a decade.

No nightmares.

There was no trace of Chihiro.

There were no more of those suffocating, dark red memories.

There was only a reassuring, pure darkness.

She was woken up by Lin Yu the next morning.

That morning, she felt weak all over and didn't want to respond to Lin Yu.

Unfortunately, Lin Yu was too proactive and too enthusiastic. To the point that she was a little at a loss, but she quickly came to her senses.

Without the burden of Yu Xiaogang, she felt much more at ease.

At the time, she didn't think there was a problem, but afterwards, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She seemed to have been a little too lenient with Lin Yu that day, and she herself didn't feel any aversion at all!

This signal stirred a sense of unease within Bibi Dong.

At first, he only wanted to secure his position as Pope. His affair with Lin Yu was merely to disgust Qian Daoliu and prevent Lin Yu from becoming his grandson-in-law.

Later, at some point, her purpose changed from simply disgusting Qian Daoliu to a private personal transaction.

Even now, she can't quite explain her relationship with Lin Yu anymore, because that guy has unknowingly shaken Yu Xiaogang's place in her heart.

Ironically, her body did not resist.

Just as Bibi Dong was struggling with her inner turmoil, the approach of a figure calmed her down.

Not many people can freely enter and leave their own palace.

Bibi Dong swept her mental energy outwards and immediately recognized who the newcomer was.

His daughter, Qian Renxue, was standing outside the door. What was she doing here?!

Shouldn't she be in Tiandou City at this time, using her status as the eldest prince to help Lin Yu deal with various forces?