Lian Xin's true body had been nurtured inside Ling Tian's Golden Core all along, much like his Natal Dan Artifact. When she called out with her incomplete spiritual consciousness, it was as if she were calling from the depths of Ling Tian's soul. Her voice rang like a thunderclap, echoing without end.
At Lian Xin's call, Ling Tian, inside the illusory world, felt the sound reverberating throughout heaven and earth. At first, he paid no attention—or rather, he deliberately refused to listen. But after hearing that Huzi and his younger sister had children too, a sentence he'd heard long ago suddenly surfaced in his mind, and three names slipped from his lips.
As soon as he said those three names, Ling Tian shuddered. A series of images appeared in his mind, and he murmured, "I remember. I was taking part in the realm war. I'm a cultivator, and Lian Xin has already burned her soul for me..."
As he spoke, Lian Xin before him grew faint, as did Ling Ran and Ling Ruo beside her. Even the world around them seemed to dim. But remembering how she had once burned her soul and vanished on the wind made his heart ache, and he couldn't help stopping himself from thinking about it.
Strangely, as soon as Ling Tian stopped thinking about those things, everything around him became clear again.
"Husband, what are you saying? Are you sick again?" Lian Xin looked alarmed. Tears glistened in her beautiful eyes, and her flowerlike face was filled with sorrow, stirring an urge to cherish her.
"Father, what's wrong? Don't scare Ran'er..." Ling Ran began to cry, clutching Ling Tian's clothes as if afraid he might leave them at any moment. Ling Ruo's eyes were glistening with tears too.
Seeing Lian Xin and Ling Ran