Elder Qian's Past: The Fallen City of Slaughter and the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King That Should Have Died

Hearing this, Shu Yan looked at Qian Gu Chaoshēng with slight surprise, but he ultimately nodded without refusing.

Qian Gu Chaoshēng was not surprised by Shu Yan's attitude. A trace of reminiscence appeared in his still-bright eyes before he spoke softly.

"Old me was born in a small city in southern Star Luo. My father's martial soul was the Coiled Dragon Staff, while my mother's was a mutated Wind-Chasing Wolf."

"When I was six, I successfully awakened my father's Coiled Dragon Staff martial soul and finally learned from him about the origins and past of our lineage."

"However, I was still young then and had little understanding of what Father told me. All I wanted was to become a powerful Soul Master—not only because I did not want to disappoint my parents, but more because I wanted to satisfy my desire for great power and lofty status."

"Youth always has its own spirit and ambitions, but all of that changes as one grows older. Growth forced by reality and all sorts of circumstances is no different. Slowly, I came to see many things clearly and finally understood the true meaning behind Father's words."

Qian Gu Chaoshēng sighed softly at that point before continuing.

"The turning point of my life probably began there. I lived the first half of my life for the fiery spirit of my youth, while I spent the latter half fighting for my family and descendants."

"The year I broke through to become a Titled Douluo, my mother also passed away from illness. Amid my grief and confusion, I bid farewell to my father and the other elders and set off to travel the continent. That journey truly changed my life."

Shu Yan clearly sensed the change in Qian Gu Chaoshēng's tone. It was an incomparably complicated