Where Is the Qin Heart and Sword Soul Now?

"I missed you too..."

Jiang Che smiled softly, lowered his head, and kissed Xia Qingge on the cheek.

Xia Qingge's faint, alluring scent filled his nose, refreshing and intoxicating as it mingled with the clean fragrance of body wash.

The girl was like a bud blossoming in early spring—delicate, gorgeous, dazzling, and bright.

[Xia Qingge was overjoyed. Emotion Points +9999...]

"Hehe..."

Xia Qingge giggled foolishly and buried her head in Jiang Che's chest, savoring this rare moment of peace and beauty.

Chu Yuechan also approached gracefully.

Seeing Jiang Che again left Chu Yuechan dazed. Crystal tears welled in her eyes and slid down her cheeks, while her delicate body trembled faintly.

At the sight of Jiang Che, scenes from last night's dream began surfacing uncontrollably in her mind.

In that dream, she had been the Spirit Maiden of Youdu, while Jiang Che had been the son of Great Shaman Rong of the Spirit Valley of Wumeng in Southern Border. As a child, he had suffered the destruction of his clan and should have died, yet because his mother had sealed half the soul of Ancient Immortal Changqin within him, he rose from the dead and began a life filled with misfortune.

When she was young, she had encountered Jiang Che once. Perhaps it had been fate, but she had always remembered that boy with such a tragic past.

After growing up, she found Jiang Che in Qinchuan. She approached him under the pretext of monitoring the Fallen Sword, only to be deeply drawn to his loneliness, resilience, and kind heart.

As the Saintess of Youdu, she did not fear the Fallen Sword's baleful aura as others did. Whenever Jiang Che's baleful aura flared up and left him in unbearable pain, or whenever the world misunderstood him, she always