Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

However, to Kong Tianxu's dismay, the swaying of the Acacia Heartbreak Red gradually stopped, and it showed no sign of falling.

This is……

Countless fragmented memories flashed through his mind like lightning, and Kong Tianxu's sharp gaze suddenly shot towards the person opposite him.

Wang Qiu'er's illusory soul was quietly watching the motionless flower, her face showing no surprise, only a faint, as if finally relieved peace.

The Heartbreak Red of Longing is a divine herb among immortal herbs, said to grant immortality equal to heaven and earth, extending lifespan by at least ten years and significantly increasing soul power. Kong Tianxu himself had consumed it and naturally knew that the claim of immortality was probably just empty talk, but the boundless vitality it contained was absolutely worthy of the title of King of Immortal Herbs. Saying it could "bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones" was no problem at all. This was precisely the source of Kong Tianxu's confidence in helping Wang Qiu'er rebuild her body.

However, the conditions for picking the Acacia Heartbreak Red are extremely demanding. If one is even slightly careless, one could die from vomiting blood and still not be able to pick the flower. Forcibly taking it is also absolutely forbidden; if the black stone beneath the flower is forcibly destroyed, the Acacia Heartbreak Red will also lose all its medicinal properties.

Kong Tianxu's eyebrows and eyes gradually lowered as he looked at the faint red on the acacia heartbreak red.

"So...you don't love him..."

"I once thought he was my destiny."

Wang Qiu'er's appearance had faded to the point of being invisible. Standing in front of him, her almost transparent pretty face no longer had the coldness of the past; instead, there was only a faint smile.

Calm yet lonely.

Without the Love-Sickness-Broken-Heart Red, she would perish completely, and wouldn't even have a place in the legendary underworld.

Instead, she was met with a flash of sword light.

Kong Tianxu drew his sword from the void at his left chest. Amidst the roar of dragons, a flash of azure-gold light appeared, as if fate and time had been severed by this sword. Everyone was momentarily stunned.

The next moment, the acacia heartbreak red petals drifted in the air, transforming into countless pink specks of light like fireflies, gently merging into Wang Qiu'er's soul.

In the hands of the fully-formed Kong Tianxu, the Myriad Beginnings Returning to Origin Domain perfectly exemplified the meaning of "great power makes bricks fly," and at this moment, the Heavenly Will Sword was enough to sever everything.

Chapter 376 Kong Qiu'er? Gu Qiu'er?

Under the medicinal power of the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red and Kong Tianxu's powerful soul force, Wang Qiu'er's body rapidly solidified. Bones, meridians, and flesh, layer by layer, came into being from nothing, from emptiness to reality.

However, because she was a pure soul, even the act of conjuring a body with her thoughts was a purely energy-consuming activity, so Kong Tianxu did not let her do it herself.

As he carefully sculpted Wang Qiu'er's body using his soul power as a blade, he said calmly:

"Stop talking about fate. It's no longer yours. From now on, you're just an ordinary human being, without any ties or responsibilities. Just make yourself look good and live your own life."

His hands moved without pause, the tip of the Blade of Judgment, with its dragon-patterned blade, transformed into the most precise carving knife at his fingertips, sculpting every inch of her skin and contours.

"Is there anything you'd like to change? I can help you and make things easier for you."

Wang Qiu'er's body is gradually taking shape, from a blurry outline to a clear human form, from nothingness to reality.

But no response came.

So Kong Tianxu remained silent, and together with Wang Qiu'er's soul, he gradually reconstructed the stubborn girl based on her memory of Wang Qiu'er's appearance.

The curve of her back, the shape of her shoulders and neck, the slender proportions of her calves, and her soft, rounded fingers—yet surprisingly strong.

At this moment, in his hands, memory is the true carving knife, sculpting the flowing time.

After a long while, the girl's exquisite figure was slowly revealed, like a tender lotus root, with every curve perfectly proportioned.

"Give me your golden hair."

Just as everything was about to end, a clear, ethereal voice drifted over:

"You know what kind of gold it is."

Kong Tianxu's hand paused slightly. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly recalled the magnificent creation of the world in the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's memory.

With a gentle wave of his hand in the air, he seized a ray of brilliant rose-colored sunlight, crushed and refined it, and then scattered it into the pinkish-blue waterfall.

Without a doubt, this is the finishing touch.

Her long, rose-gold hair flew freely, instantly brightening the face of the newborn girl before her.

Kong Tianxu's heart stirred inexplicably, and he was momentarily stunned, his eyes filled only with this pure beauty.

It was exactly the same beauty he had imagined, yet completely different.

The eyebrows looked like those I had seen before, the eyes like those I had gazed at before, and the tightly closed red lips added a touch of vermilion to this handsome and perfect face.

Perfect, yes, it is perfect. In Kong Tianxu's eyes, the newborn Wang Qiu'er in front of him is perfect.

He had tried his best to recreate Wang Qiu'er's original appearance, but why was it so different?

Perhaps it was the change in perspective that allowed him to see colors he had never seen before when light passed through from another angle.

Their eyes met, and countless fragments of memories surged up again.

At the moment the three-eyed golden lion was sacrificed, their memories intertwined. Although Kong Tianxu deliberately preserved some of them, their understanding of each other far exceeded their imaginations.

The two fell silent for a moment.

Kong Tianxu's gaze swept over every detail of the body he had just sculpted, over the subtle changes in his eyes and brows, over the faint curve of his lips, and suddenly he realized something.

She was created by herself and Wang Qiu'er together.

When Wang Qiu'er was channeling her soul power, she had already touched upon a part of his memories, so she naturally knew what she liked best.

And her body, sculpted with all his heart, naturally bore his mark. His aesthetic sense, his intentions, and the unconscious tendencies that flowed from his fingertips all left their traces on her body.

She is Wang Qiu'er, but she is also Wang Qiu'er who was reborn into this world through his hands, a new existence that carries the memories and will of two people at the same time.

Just as Kong Tianxu was in a daze, a faint, virginal fragrance wafted over.

The fragrance was extremely faint and delicate, like the first rays of sunlight on an autumn morning, piercing through the frost and mist, falling on the osmanthus blossoms, the hazy scent they exuded before they were fully awake.

The girl, bathed in the glow of the sunset, bumped into his arms.

Cain and the others' expressions immediately turned strange. Xiong Da and Xiong Er tilted their heads, clearly not understanding what had happened.

Kong Tianxu's body also stiffened.

The naked girl in his arms looked up at him, her eyes holding an unfathomable light. One of her hands disappeared beneath the hem of his robe, grasping his… vitals, her expression a mixture of surprise and delight.

Although with his current physical strength, he could stand there and let a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast bite him without breaking his skin, it was still somewhat uncomfortable that someone else had control of this thing...

Especially since she was being controlled while simultaneously having to maintain a seemingly calm expression under the gaze of three pairs of people with varying expressions...

Wang Qiu'er giggled sweetly, tilting her head up to look at him from his arms, her smile as radiant as a child who had stolen candy:

"It's so obvious! So, you can act like this towards me too."

"After all, you are my 'destiny'."

Her voice rang out like a clear spring, yet suddenly carried a heavy weight, like water crashing against rocks and shattering them.

This man took everything from me, yet gave me a new life.

She slowly reached out and gently stroked Kong Tianxu's face, clearly smiling, a bright and sunny smile, but Kong Tianxu caught a faint sadness in her eyes.

Like leaves blown down by the wind, they will eventually return to the mud after many years.

He moved his lips, as if wanting to say something, but Wang Qiu'er covered his mouth with a finger, gently pressing it against his lips:

"Our deal is complete."

"But you mentioned 'fate'."

Kong Tianxu felt the touch of those slender, spring-green fingers moving across his lips, his voice low and deep.

Wang Qiu'er's eyelashes fluttered. "Yes, 'fate.' I've thought about this a lot these past few days. You said that fate is no longer something that concerns me. You also said that we don't necessarily have to follow fate. Fate is actually in our own hands, isn't it?"

She took a deep breath.

“You have gotten everything you wanted, and I also want to try to stop living according to the guidance of fate. I have betrayed Xingdou, and even all the soul beasts, so from now on…”

She paused for a moment, as if she had made a great decision, and even the fingers she pressed against his lips were trembling slightly.

"I will let go of everything from the past and pursue what belongs to me."

"……he?"

Kong Tianxu took Wang Qiu'er's finger that was covering his mouth, put it down, and turned his gaze to Huo Yuhao, who was protected by a soul tool at the edge of the platform.

“It has nothing to do with you anymore.” Wang Qiu’er looked away.

Kong Tianxu nodded, took out a white robe from his storage soul tool, and casually tossed it to Wang Qiu'er. Then he flicked his finger and shot out two beams of light, one dispelling the extreme cold ice crystals that enveloped Huo Yuhao, and the other precisely delivering the antidote into Huo Yuhao's mouth.

Detoxification and thawing were completed simultaneously. Every movement was clean and efficient, without any unnecessary emotion.

"He will wake up soon," Kong Tianxu said.

Wang Qiu'er put on the white dress. The white dress looked slightly too big on her, with the sleeves extending a little too far and the hem reaching mid-calf.

She lowered her head, rolled up her sleeves twice to reveal her slender wrists, and said, "Thank you."

A sudden, inexplicable anger surged within Kong Tianxu. What was she thanking him for? For taking her golden dragon spear? For making her sacrifice herself for him? Or for sculpting her into his favorite likeness?

The fire had no cause, yet it burned with an unusual righteousness, making his purple-gold heterochromatic eyes shine slightly.

"What are you thanking me for?" His voice turned cold.

"Thank you... for helping me pick that heartbreaking red acacia flower. For helping me that time—"

"Ugh."

Wang Qiu'er's remaining words were choked back into a gasp that she couldn't utter. Kong Tianxu grabbed her, lowered his head, and kissed her, rejecting all her prepared explanations.

It was an extremely aggressive kiss; for a moment, the world consisted only of the burning sensation on her lips, turning her mind into a complete mess.

She told herself to stay clear-headed—to stay clear-headed—that she had made a choice and could not waver, but her mind still unconsciously slid into an abyss.

She could feel her own heartbeat, and at an extremely close distance, she could hear his heartbeat; their hearts resonated on the same frequency.

That warm touch trapped her, enveloped her, and kneaded her heart into a tiny ball, so that it could be carried to any distant place with a gentle lift.

But Wang Qiu'er's stubbornness still stubbornly surfaced at this moment. A nameless anger also rose up—she didn't know what she was angry about, but she resisted with all her might, pushing against his chest with both hands, her fingernails scratching fine wrinkles into his clothes.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The two looked at each other, panting heavily, their chests heaving.

Wang Qiu'er glared angrily at Kong Tianxu, her pretty face still flushed and her lips slightly swollen, looking like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on but couldn't bear to take it back.

The latter simply raised the back of his hand, gently wiped his slightly reddened lips, and then stuffed a bluish-gold object into her chest. The action was anything but gentle; it could even be described as rude.

"You're welcome! Your new body isn't as strong as it used to be, so don't do anything rash."

Kong Tianxu's voice was particularly cold and hard.