Your Idea Is Good, But I Refuse!

Lin Qing's gaze toward his three adorable, innocent little daughters changed completely.

What Little Cotton-Fitted Jackets?

They were clearly three walking Human-Shaped Mobile Lucky Cheats!

Fighter Jets among mascots!

"My little treasures."

Even Lin Qing's voice drifted a little.

"Were you all blessed by the Goddess of Luck together when you were born, or did you secretly top up?"

He hurriedly took the Soul Bones Wu'er and Rou Rou had found and carefully sensed them one by one.

That was right!

They were all top-quality, energy-packed Ninety-Thousand-Year Thousand Jun Ant Emperor Soul Bones!

One Left Leg Bone, one Trunk Bone, plus the Left Arm Bone Qing Zhu had found—exactly three parts!

"Dad, is Rou Rou amazing? Is the bone Rou Rou found big?"

Seeing her dad staring blankly, Rou Rou raised her little hand and looked at him eagerly, waiting for praise.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Lin Qing praised her sincerely and emphatically.

He rubbed each of their little heads, the touch soft and tender.

"You are all Dad's super Little Lucky Stars, the best little lucky stars in the world! Dad loves you to death!"

"Then Dad, kiss me!"

Rou Rou giggled and immediately pushed her luck, raising her small face.

"Wu'er wants Dad's kiss too!"

Seeing this, Lin Wu'er immediately leaned her face over as well, unwilling to fall behind.

Although Lin Qingzhu said nothing, she quietly moved half a step forward, lowering her little head slightly. She was clearly expecting it too.

Seeing his three daughters like this, Lin Qing's heart melted completely.

The shock he had felt over the Soul Bones was instantly replaced by overwhelming warmth and happiness.

These three little girls are all considerate Little Cotton-Fitted Jackets who know how to vie for affection.

"Alright, alright, Dad will kiss you all. Everyone gets one!"

He planted a kiss filled with endless affection on each of his daughters' smooth, full foreheads.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

Three crisp kissing sounds rang out.

The three little girls were immediately satisfied.

Their Small Faces bloomed with smiles brighter and more radiant than sunlight, as if they possessed the entire world.

Lin Qing put the three incomparably precious Ninety Thousand Year Soul Bones, enough to make outside Soul Masters fight until their heads bled, into the deepest part of his Storage Soul Tool.

At this moment, Lin Qing's mood could no longer be described simply as "great."

He was practically riding the spring breeze, joy written all over his face!

The gains from this trip to the Star Dou Great Forest were simply explosive!

He had broken through Level 90.

He had obtained three Mutated Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

And now he had picked up three top-grade Ninety Thousand Year Soul Bones for free.

This luck, these gains—telling anyone about them would shock a whole crowd of Titled Douluo!

He took his three daughters' soft little hands.

Feeling the warmth in his palms, he felt more secure and hopeful than ever before.

"Come on, little lucky stars. Let's head back to the Lake of Life."

"Eat something and rest for a while, then wait for Uncle Er Ming to bring us the next piece of good news."

His gaze turned toward the depths of the northwestern forest, his eyes full of anticipation.

Flood Dragon... what kind of surprise would it bring this time?

The night was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, pressing heavily down.

Yet the Lake of Life at the very heart of the Star Dou Great Forest did not seem dark or sinister in the slightest.

The lake itself gave off a gentle jade-green glow, echoing the blinking stars that filled the sky.

The hazy lake light and clear starlight intertwined.

The surroundings were illuminated with a dreamlike tranquility, utterly silent.

The bonfire at the center of the simple camp by the shore burned brightly.

The firewood crackled and popped, sending sparks flying.

The flames were orange-red, radiating warmth.

The three little girls who had played themselves wild all day—Wu'er, Qing Zhu, and Rou Rou—had long since fallen asleep in a heap, their breathing even and deep.

They lay on and were covered by soft furs from some unknown beast, looking thoroughly comfortable.

Wu'er was not well-behaved even in her sleep.

One little leg rested on Rou Rou, while her little hand tightly hugged Rou Rou's arm as if it were a treasured pillow.

Rou Rou's head, meanwhile, tilted against Qing Zhu's slender shoulder.

And Qing Zhu herself?

She curled up slightly, forming a protective posture.

The three tiny figures nestled together in the firelight, their shadows stretching long across the grass behind them. They looked especially obedient.

Only Lin Qing had not gone to sleep.

He sat alone beside the bonfire, holding a thin branch and absentmindedly poking at the flames.

The jumping orange red firelight flickered across his angular face, making his eyes seem somewhat profound.

His heart was far from calm.

During the day, he had truly fought the Titan Giant Ape known as "Er Ming."

The feeling had indeed been exhilarating, every punch landing solidly.

But after that excitement faded.

Once he calmed down and thought it over, he became even more acutely aware of the absolute importance of strength.

Would three rings alone be enough for a Titled Douluo?

He clicked his tongue inwardly.

Dealing with ordinary Titled Douluo below Level 95 Super Douluo would not be much of a problem.

But after Soul Masters reached Level 90, every level was practically worlds apart.

Every level was a chasm.

Especially after Level 95, every increase brought a qualitative transformation.

Thinking of the troublesome people he might face in the future—Tang Hao was one, and then there was that true behemoth, Spirit Hall... time was tight.

He had to become stronger.

He had to stay ahead of time, ahead of every potential threat to his precious daughters.

"Splash..."

An extremely faint sound of water, nearly blending into the night breeze, suddenly came from the quiet lakeshore.

Lin Qing's hand poking at the fire paused slightly.

Then he casually raised his head and looked toward the source of the sound.

Sure enough, the Sky Azure Bull Python's enormous azure head, as large as a small house, silently emerged from the glowing lake water.

Its movements were gentle, as though afraid of disturbing the peace.

Its azure eyes, like enormous lanterns in the darkness, silently gazed in his direction.

Its gaze was calm, carrying a question.

"Why are you not resting? Your expenditure in today's battle should not have been small."

Lin Qing casually tossed the branch into the fire and watched it ignite a small flame.

"I've got things on my mind. Can't sleep."

"You aren't resting either. Come sit with me, let's talk."

He patted a large rock beside him, smooth and flat from being washed by the lake.

The Sky Azure Bull Python's enormous head swayed almost imperceptibly.

With its body size, that rock was barely large enough to be a pebble for it.

But it still expressed goodwill.

It obediently lowered its head closer to the shore.

It slowly approached until its cool, damp breath could almost brush Lin Qing's face.

Compared to its imposing appearance as the Forest Overlord during the day, this posture seemed much more approachable and easygoing.

At the very least, it placed Lin Qing in a position where they could speak as equals.

A brief silence flowed amid the crackling of the bonfire.

Only the occasional short call of some unknown night bird in the distance made the night seem even deeper.

After quite a while.

The Sky Azure Bull Python finally spoke slowly.

"Lin Qing, there is something I wish to ask of you, concerning Big Sister Xiao Wu."

It spoke with the measured air of an elder, having lived for far too many years.

"Go ahead. I'm listening. I happen to have some thoughts as well."

Lin Qing sat up straight, putting away his earlier casual manner to show that he took it seriously.

The Sky Azure Bull Python's gaze passed over Lin Qing and settled on the small pink figure curled up on the beast hide.

Its expression was indescribably complicated.

There was concern, affection, and above all, deep worry.

"Human powerhouses at the Titled Douluo level possess sharp senses. They can see through the true identity and Soul Beast aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Transformation."

It paused.

Its azure pupils narrowed slightly in the firelight, as if it were making an important decision.

"Could I ask you to take Big Sister Xiao Wu away from the Human World and send her back here to the Lake of Life?"

The Sky Azure Bull Python's tone carried obvious anticipation and pleading.

By now, its trust in Lin Qing had indeed increased considerably.

And it believed that with the astonishing strength Lin Qing had displayed, along with the "future" bond between him and Xiao Wu, he might truly be able to bring Xiao Wu back.

But it had not expected Lin Qing's decisive answer.

"Your idea is good, but—I refuse!"

A decisive refusal!