I was banned by the Revitalization event.

“Yes, he did call. When I answered the phone, he seemed to have mistaken me for you. Hearing my dad call me 'wife,' he was so upset he almost cried,” Tang’s mother laughed as she recalled the day, finding it very amusing. “Afterwards, when he heard me say that I wasn’t Tang Yi, he was overjoyed, as if he had found some precious treasure… I was wondering at the time why someone would be so happy after dialing the wrong number.”

Speaking of which...

Tang's mother became a little curious again.

"How did you two meet? Why can't he even recognize your voice? And why does he act like he can't live without you?"

"When I was in danger, he saved me..."

Tang Yi hugged her pillow.

I was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, I felt a bit confused and my heart ached; it was a feeling I couldn't quite describe.

She gently nudged her mother, "Can I be by myself for a while?"

"Ok."

Tang's mother patted her daughter's head and stood up.

Their daughter has grown up and can think for herself now, so they are willing to give her more freedom.

"Remember to eat the oranges!"

"Ah."

When Tang's mother left, she smiled gently and closed the door.

Tang Yi hugged her pillow, stepped back, leaned against the edge of the crib, curled up her legs, and stared at the game console, slightly lost in thought.

Why……

It will turn out like this.

She is the sect leader of the Xianlan Sect, a being who does not belong to this world.

Growing up in a bustling sect, she was always the most talented and insightful. Just as everyone expected, she studied diligently and overcame numerous obstacles, honing her unwavering pure heart and eventually becoming the first Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivator in ten thousand years. That vast and boundless world was her final resting place.

Heavenly Tribulation Sword Immortal.

It should be proud, perfect, and superior, without any flaws or blemishes.

but.

Everything she had was secretly taken by a mortal.

He should have been killed outright...

It should have been.

But Tang Yi just couldn't bring herself to do it; she couldn't even imagine the scene of killing him.

Unlike my memories of the past within the Immortal Sect.

The part related to Qin Luo.

They all seem to possess warmth, flowing with tender colors, making them exceptionally profound and unforgettable.

Most of the scenes probably involve the two of them sitting around a campfire, with Qin Luo roasting the day's catch for her to eat—some animal meat, or canned food he'd found—while he cheerfully recounted the stories he'd encountered outside.

In those stories.

Qin Luo is always the one who wins; he's powerful, brave, and invincible.

No matter what bad people he encounters, they all turn into silly fools and never gain an advantage over him. In his description, Qin Luo is like a war god, who beats other cultivators to a pulp. Even if the opponent has many people, he can run away and be easily toyed with. Qin Luo is like he is blessed with good luck. He can pick up food casually and will never suffer a loss, get hurt, or die.

Only sometimes.

His face was as pale as a sheet of paper in the firelight, and he would frown even when he smiled.

Or he might sit by the campfire, talking until he falls asleep, his head drooping low, the firelight illuminating his tired face. Even if you push him hard, he won't wake up, and the air is filled with the smell of burning firewood.

Sitting on the small bed.

The little girl hugged the pillow tightly, her thin legs pressed together.

She was the proud Heavenly Tribulation Sword Immortal, the strongest life form that surpassed all others. No other creature should be considered equal to her. For a long life, fifteen years was incredibly short, passing by in a single seclusion.

But you have to forget this memory.

She suddenly felt empty, as if a piece of her chest had been ripped out.

“...bad guy.”

Tang Yi said softly, hugging her pillow and sniffing.

Chapter 36 Jiang Qiaomiao, the Little Rich Girl

Although Jiang Qiaomiao was clumsy, she was a good teacher. She taught Qin Luo seriously all morning, and her rigorous and meticulous attitude made Qin Luo not even have time to look at the black stockings. He spent the whole morning studying English grammar.

In return.

He also took a look at Jiang Qiaomiao's state during her cultivation.

The cultivation technique she practiced was called the Azure Eagle Technique, which should be the Jiang family's ancestral technique. When practicing it, the sparse spiritual energy within a range of about one or two meters would be drawn to it. This conservative and peaceful cultivation technique allowed Qin Luo to once again clearly understand the combat power level of cultivators in this era.

have to say.

With such a cultivation method and concentration of spiritual energy, the Jiang family patriarch's ability to reach the Void Realm is quite remarkable.

"Why don't you try a different cultivation technique? I have one that can absorb spiritual energy within a 20-meter radius, and it should be much more powerful than the one you're currently learning."

Qin Luo racked his brains.

Finally, they found a book that wasn't so shocking to Jiang Qiaomiao.

Since the spiritual energy revival began, no one has developed cultivation techniques with an absorption range of less than 100 meters, and you can't find them online.

It's quite a rare item.

"That's an evil technique, isn't it?" Jiang Qiaomiao exclaimed in surprise, gently covering her mouth.

"Twenty meters is considered an evil skill?"

"Of course, Grandpa said that any technique that can absorb spiritual energy within a range of more than five meters is an evil technique... I heard that the Blood Bat Sect, one of the evil sects, started out by using the Blood Bat Heart Technique. That technique can absorb spiritual energy within a six-meter radius. Many righteous cultivators couldn't resist the temptation of rapidly increasing their strength and fell into the evil path." The girl said confidently, a little scared, and patted her chest lightly.

That absorption speed.

The thought of spiritual energy flowing into the body so quickly and in such a large quantity is terrifying.

Qin Luo looked at the sky.

This truly redefines how to rapidly improve one's abilities.

"Wait a minute, so the evil cultivators' sphere of influence is quite large?" Qin Luo suddenly noticed this.

This heretical cultivator...

Why is it so different from the poor, run-down place I imagined?

Bi Zhiyi, who rides a shared bicycle, and the guy who works at the milk tea shop, have seriously lowered the standard of evil cultivation.

He still thought...

Those who practice evil cultivation all end up in such miserable circumstances.

“These past few years, there have been a lot of activities involving heretical cultivators. Dad said that these people seem to be funded by foreign forces, and several big families are also involved in shady dealings. The situation is getting worse and worse,” Jiang Qiaomiao said softly as she tidied up the papers on the bed.

"What exactly does the funding include?"

Qin Luo's heart fluttered.

It's a feeling that comes from the bottom of one's heart—a desire to uphold justice—and it has absolutely nothing to do with whether the heretical practitioners have money or not.

Ok.

I simply want to punish evil and promote good.

"It's probably money, weapons, cultivation techniques, and rare and precious materials," Jiang Qiaomiao thought for a moment, then tapped her head sheepishly. "My brother knows more about these things. You can ask him when he's discharged from the hospital."

"I see."

Qin Luo nodded solemnly and decided to go tomorrow.

The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people.

Having been given a second chance at life, he still wanted to contribute his strength and do something for all living beings.

……

After teaching all morning, Jiang Qiaomiao stayed to have lunch with us.

Although they are children of a prominent family.

Surprisingly, the girl was very approachable and down-to-earth.

"Can I call you Sister Qiao Miao? You're so pretty." At the dinner table, Qin Shi obediently served food to Jiang Qiao Miao, trying to get closer to her in a low voice.

"Of course you can," Jiang Qiaomiao said with a sweet smile.

"How did you and your brother meet? I'm so clumsy, how did I manage to meet such a beauty like you?" Qin Shi started pulling.

“I am his English teacher, so we met naturally.”

"Sister Qiao Miao, your bag is so pretty! Is it real? It must cost a lot of money, right?" Qin Shi looked at the black and white checkered bag placed to the side with a hint of envy in her eyes.

"No, this bag was a gift from someone, it's only worth about 600,000."

Jiang Qiaomiao waved her hand dismissively.

"..."

"Qin Luo, I'll come see you again next week." After finishing her meal, Jiang Qiaomiao went home. She made a phone call to have her driver pick her up, and the car slowly drove out of the Sunshine Community.

Once she leaves...

Qin Shi immediately grabbed Qin Luo's hand and shook it excitedly.

"Dude, you definitely shouldn't miss out on a girl who's rich, beautiful, and gentle. I think she's much better than that Tang Yi!"

Based on her experience in judging people.

Jiang Qiaomiao must be an exceptionally wealthy woman, the kind with a lot of money in her family.

Such a high-quality rich woman.