Douluo Continent: A hundred years pass in an instant, the fleeting scenery of the world is like morn

But Qianxing Ning did not answer the question.

His gaze passed through the crowd, over the village, and across the distant hills, finally settling on a very far place: "Someone once told me that all encounters in this world are actually just a journey together."

"But I feel very lucky to have been able to spend a part of this long journey of life with everyone."

"I've been running away for so many years, it's time to go home and visit."

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, concealing the tears in their eyes.

They knew that Lord Xingning would never return.

That's true... Jin Lin is no ordinary fish; he doesn't belong here.

Lord Xingning had already arrived here long ago, even before their great-great-grandfather.

In the blink of an eye, a century has passed.

Lord Xingning is still so young; time hasn't even left a single wrinkle on his face.

And so he watched generation after generation of people in the village, from birth to old age, from black hair to white hair.

Then continue watching the next batch of children grow up.

Really...

Just then, a young voice rang out from the crowd: "Lord Xingning!"

Hearing someone shout, Qian Xingning looked in the direction of the sound.

Hmm? It's Chen Jingheng, the child from the Chen family at the east end of the village. He should be sixteen this year.

Actually, it was Qian Xingning who gave him his name.

Jing means a bright future, and Heng means lasting peace. Choosing this name is also a way of hoping that his path will be long and stable.

This child's awakened martial soul possesses innate soul power at level nine, making him the most talented child in the village in decades.

Even on the entire Douluo Continent, he can be considered a genius.

However, he, who should have been studying at the Soul Master Academy, appeared here instead...

The villagers must have guessed he was leaving and came to see him off.

Chen Jingheng stood there, his back ramrod straight, his eyes red-rimmed: "I will never forget the lessons you taught me."

"Me too."

"Me too."

……

Voices rose from the crowd in twos and threes, some young, some old, some naive, some hoarse.

The sounds, like pebbles thrown into a lake, rippled outwards in concentric circles.

Qian Xingning just watched them quietly.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes and slowly took off the bracelet from his wrist.

The bracelet is of excellent quality, gleaming with a warm luster in the morning light.

He walked to the front of the crowd and handed the bracelet to Grandma Li.

"Xiao Cui, this is for you."

Upon seeing this, Grandma Li instinctively reached out her hand, then froze.

This is……

"This is unacceptable, Lord Xingning, this—"

"This bracelet should still have some value." Qian Xingning gently placed the bracelet in her hand and closed her fingers.

"If the children encounter difficulties in their cultivation in the future, they can use this bracelet to sell and exchange it for resources."

Unfortunately, that's all he can do.

Grandma Li's hands trembled violently. She opened her mouth, her cloudy eyes filled with tears, and her lips trembled for a long time before she finally managed to say, "You..."

Lady Xingning... even though you're leaving, are you still worried about them...?

As soon as Qian Xingning withdrew her hand, a chorus of voices rang out behind Grandma Li.

Young and old, mothers pressed their children's heads down and knelt down together, their knees slamming onto the dirt road with a series of dull thuds.

"You mustn't, Lord Xingning!"

"This is your prized possession!"

The burly man at the front raised his head, his eyes red-rimmed, and said, "You've protected us for so many years, how can we have the face to take this again!"

"Yes, Lord Xingning!"

"Take it back!"

"We can't afford it!"

"Children have their own destinies; you don't need to sacrifice like this!"

……

Upon seeing this, Qian Xingning froze on the spot, unsure of what to say.

He disliked these farewell scenes and felt embarrassed, but he was also genuinely reluctant to part.

After all, life is full of surprises, and without saying goodbye, it might become a regret of never being able to meet again.

Otherwise, he would have left long ago, when all was quiet at night.

But this can't go on forever.

People will eventually part ways; no matter how reluctant we are, we still have to face separation.

After thinking for a moment, Qian Xingning sighed and glanced at Chen Jingheng.

That glance was so subtle that almost no one noticed.

But Chen Jingheng saw it and understood its meaning.

Lord Xingning wants him to...

But... he opened his mouth, looked at his family and fellow villagers who were kneeling on the ground crying, then looked at Qian Xingning, and finally gritted his teeth.

I'm sorry, folks...

A burst of blue light erupted.

A phantom image of a long, pure white sword shot into the sky from behind him.

Chen Jingheng's figure blurred in the blue light, and his speed instantly increased to the extreme.

No one saw how he moved.

A genius at the ninth level of innate talent, he reached the Soul Master level at the age of sixteen, with the guidance of Qianxing Ning and the academy's instructors.

In terms of speed alone, he has reached a level that ordinary people simply cannot detect.

A bluish light swept across the crowd, stirring up a gust of wind.

The next instant, Chen Jingheng appeared beside Qian Xingning, stretched out his arm, and put his arm around Qian Xingning's waist.

"I apologize, Lord Xingning."

"Bang--!"

The blue light exploded again.

In just a few breaths, the two had already gone far away.

too fast.

It happened so fast that no one had time to react.

By the time I came to my senses, the person was already far away.

There was a moment of silence at the village entrance.

"Lord Xingning——!!"

It's unclear who was the first to shout, but soon after, cries and shouts blended together.

"Lord Xingning is gone..."

"He's really gone..."

"Waaah..."

……

……

……

Half an hour later.

Beside the official road.

Chen Jingheng, slightly out of breath, gently put Qian Xingning down. His martial spirit dissipated, and the azure light gradually faded.

A sixteen-year-old boy carrying an adult for half an hour was no easy feat, even with his talent.

After regaining her footing, Qian Xingning raised her hand with satisfaction and patted Chen Jingheng's head: "You've really grown up, and your strength has improved."

However… he withdrew his hand and smiled gently: “Thank you for your hard work, Jingheng. Go back now.”

"Remember to apologize to the villagers for me." Qian Xingning turned around and looked in that familiar direction: "Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye."

Well... it's another escape he chose because he didn't want to face that kind of scene.

Suddenly, a muffled thud came from behind.

Qian Xingning was taken aback and turned around.

Chen Jingheng knelt on the ground, his back straight, tears streaming down his face: "Lord Xingning, I will not go back."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xingning frowned slightly: "Nonsense, what are you doing—"

But before he could finish speaking, Chen Jingheng interrupted him: "Please allow me to stay by your side and escort you until you return home safely."