I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

Unlike most people who chew with their molars, she uses her two canines to press against each other, gently creating two indentations to hold the food in place.

Then, he forcefully closed his jaw, and countless cracks appeared on the candy, spreading outwards, and finally, with a soft 'crack', it broke into countless fragments that lay quietly on the tip of his tongue.

She savored the sweet taste as it flowed down her throat, closed her eyes, and tried to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes: "It's so sweet, thank you, Dad."

"I'm glad you like it, I'm glad you like it... By the way, I happened to pick two strange fruits while I was out these past few days. I asked several people and they didn't know what they were for. I tried one myself and didn't feel anything unusual. It tastes even sweeter than flower candy. I don't like eating these kinds of things, and it's not appropriate to give away something of unknown origin. Would you like to try some?"

Jiang Wuque casually mentioned it as if nothing was wrong, and secretly unfolded the velvet cloth that he had been holding in his left hand for a long time.

Revealing a glimpse of a semi-fluid fruit with a deep blue, grid-like pattern, he lifted the stem and tossed it into Jiang Wanyu's hand as if it were trash.

"Want to try it?"

He tried hard to hide the expectation in his eyes, not daring to reveal the truth, afraid of the despair that would follow after bringing hope to his daughter once again.

A few drops of dew still clung to his coat, and the weariness in his eyes was impossible to conceal.

Jiang Wanyu understood that he had probably gone very far again, probably to some dangerous place...

He even rushed back overnight to buy another box of flower candy.

A thousand words, swallowed back down, culminated in a single: "Okay."

She put the fruit to her lips and could clearly feel its surging vitality.

The source of life...

It ripens only once every hundred years and is often used to replenish vitality and heal old ailments.

Jiang Wuque thought she didn't recognize him.

Unfortunately, this happened to be one of the few sixth-tier spiritual fruits she recognized...

Her father, an ordinary third-realm cultivator, was able to produce a sixth-order spiritual fruit.

There is only one possibility.

He risked his life, and with divine intervention, he created an unrepeatable miracle.

But such a miracle will not happen a second time.

Jiang Wanyu swallowed the fruit in a few bites, and without caring about the cleanliness of the ground, sat down cross-legged and began to distribute the chaotic energy to every corner of his body, like peeling away layers of a cocoon.

In an instant, a warm and soothing sensation spread throughout my body.

The feeling was like soaking in a hot spring, with strange energy constantly washing over her body, trying to awaken her dormant spiritual veins.

Her pale face turned rosy.

Jiang Wuque closed his eyes and prayed: It must succeed, it must succeed!

Perhaps heaven heard his prayer.

"I felt it..."

Jiang Wanyu's voice was trembling with tears.

I felt it once again.

A faint spiritual aura.

Unlike the past, when it was inhaled in a whirlwind, like a whale swallowing a ton of water.

Tiny and fragile, thinner than a hair, the connection between them can be severed by a mere gust of wind.

This was the first time in many days that she had felt the spiritual energy within her body!

"Good, good, good."

Jiang Wuque exclaimed "Good!" three times, which was enough to express his feelings, and at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, everyone has their own expertise. In recent days, other forces have also sent spiritual herbs of the fifth or sixth rank as investments, but none of them have been effective.

It's nowhere near as useful as this spiritual fruit that cures hidden ailments; it was definitely worth the trip...

Jiang Wanyu also stood up with a look of joy on her face. All the pent-up bitterness collapsed like a torrent, instantly releasing: "I..."

"Cough... Pfft."

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Her cheeks, which had turned rosy, were as pale as paper.

"Late night!"

Jiang Wuque cried out in alarm, his eyes wide with fury, and immediately supported her swaying figure, trying to calm the raging energy.

A moment later, Jiang Wanyu stopped coughing up blood, but he was still listless.

Jiang Wuque trembled all over, his tiger-like eyes filled with sorrow.

Her strength was too great to be replenished, and she managed to stay strong during the period when her power was depleted.

Now, being no different from ordinary people, they are completely unable to withstand the power of medicines of too high a grade.

It's like we're stuck in a vicious cycle!

"Cough cough, I'm fine."

Jiang Wanyu coughed several times before managing a smile after calming down.

Jiang Wuque, like a maddened beast, wept bitterly, his long hair flying wildly. He slammed his fist into the stone ground, creating a shallow crater the size of a bowl, with blood flowing freely. He roared, "It's my fault! It's all my fault!"

Jiang Wanyu also sighed. Just now, she had indeed recovered a lot, but she was affected by a mysterious force. The energy of the fruit was running wildly and uncontrollably, which not only prevented her from continuing the treatment, but also began to devour and assimilate her life force, causing her life force to be lost drastically.

Her hair was black in the morning but turned white as snow by evening.

The long night turned into day.

Her cultivation had faded, but her vision remained.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, he should live for another three years, or even less.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

Jiang Wanyu seemed to have seen through it all. Her eyes showed no sadness or joy. She said in the most plain words, "The world is too far away. There's nothing wrong with me being an ant lying between heaven and earth. Life may be short, but I can live peacefully away from strife. Dad, don't go out too much. Stay home and keep me company. If I'm bullied, you can stand up for me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuque's body trembled violently, and he deflated: "Fine, fine, fine, then let's just be ordinary people. Although your father may not have any other skills, when it comes to these few acres of land in Red Lotus City, who would dare to bully you? They'd have to ask me first if I agree."

He waved his fist again, saying, "Even that brat from the Heavenly Demon Sect won't do! If he wants to bully you, he'll have to step over my dead body first."

The next second, the expression on his face froze instantly.

A servant knelt at the entrance to the second gate: "Reporting to the patriarch, the 'Yellow Spring Holy Son' of the Heavenly Demon Sect has entered the city with his entourage. The elders request that you go and preside over the welcoming ceremony."

Chapter Five: Unparalleled Beauty is Nowhere to Be Found

Red Lotus City.

One of the most prosperous cities within the territory ruled by the Feather Sword Immortal Sect.

Rumors say that this was a battlefield of a foreign tribe in ancient times.

A celestial ruler fought to the death against the foreign tribes, his voice hoarse from exhaustion, and perished here.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, they found the weapon she was holding. Even though it was broken and its owner was dead, it had not forgotten its mission and was still drinking the blood of foreign tribes at all times.

Supported by immense vitality, a red lotus was born, swaying and falling in the wind.

To commemorate her contributions to the human race, later generations named this place the Crimson Lotus Domain.

As history has evolved, the Crimson Lotus City has been built in the Crimson Lotus Domain.

……

"What a magnificent city!"

Standing before the city gate, which was ten zhang high, an outsider expressed his feelings.

The city gate was made of hard steel, with an outer layer of hard spiritual steel that could effectively absorb spiritual energy.

The man added, "Even a cultivator at the fifth realm would likely find it difficult to destroy."

Huang Quan didn't have much of an opinion upon hearing this.

Compared to the Heavenly Demon Sect, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a small mountain town.

He stepped forward, preparing to enter the city.

The person who had just been expressing his feelings suddenly had a mischievous thought.

Judging from Huang Quan and Gu Qici's dignified appearance and aura, they are most likely young masters from some wealthy family traveling with their maids.

Suddenly seized by a desire to curry favor, he called out, "Hey, handsome brother? First time in Red Lotus City?"

Huang Quan subconsciously cast a questioning glance at him.

If someone had to add the word "handsome" before "brother," it would probably be myself.

"Why don't we go to the right side together, pay the entrance fee according to the number of people, and get an entry pass? First-timers will also need to be registered. Otherwise, the guards at the city gate will stop you and question you...question...uh?"

As he spoke, Huang Quan led Gu Qici through the narrow doorway, which was five or six zhang wide, without anyone stopping them.

If a careful observer looks closely, they will find that the twelve guards are arranged in an orderly line, each zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) long.

Their eyes were unfocused, their legs were weak, their hands holding the spears were trembling, and large beads of sweat slowly dripped from their foreheads.

Dressed in black, she possessed unparalleled elegance, with a purple jade dragon pendant hanging from her waist, clearly engraved with the character "Quan" (泉).

Three days ago, they received instructions from the City Lord's Mansion that the Heavenly Demon Sect's 'Yellow Spring Holy Son' would be arriving in Red Lotus City in the next few days.

There's no need to fawn over them, but you absolutely must not offend them; treat them like honored guests.

The other party is most likely here to annul the engagement, which is a slap in the face to the Jiang family, and in a sense, also to the face of Honglian City, so there is no need to fawn over them and offer your face to be slapped.

As for offending them? Red Lotus City is truly not qualified to be enemies with the Heavenly Demon Sect. Once the other side harbors murderous intent, they will be doomed forever.

At that time, some bold officers asked the city lord for a detailed portrait so they could keep their men in check.

The city lord waved his hand and said: No need, I will describe it to you and you will recognize me when you see me.

Dressed in black, with gold cloud embroidery flowing and cascading, a purple jade dragon pendant hangs at his waist.

His face was like the Mid-Autumn Moon, his complexion like a kite at dawn, his sideburns as if cut by a knife, and his eyes were deep and filled with the floating stars, like a celestial being banished from heaven, only lacking worldly manners.