Qin Xuehua Was a Great Being Reincarnation

Inside the Heavenly Prison, everyone watched as Elder Xuan strode confidently after the Great Grandmaster, "Beating a drowning dog."

They glanced again at Zhang Yu, who was standing still and seemed to have no intention of giving chase, and the atmosphere became somewhat strange.

Li Danggang was the first to be unable to resist, and he leaned close to Zhang Yu, asking cautiously:

"Boss, um... since we're kicking someone when they're down, shouldn't we chase after them and help Old Ancestor Xiao out?"

Emperor Xiao Zhengfeng was extremely anxious, as he knew his Old Ancestor's condition better than Li Danggang.

The Old Ancestor is too old to fight two people at once.

His tone was anxious and pleading:

"Mr. Zhang, I fear that my Old Ancestor alone cannot handle the combined forces of Jian and Hui. I implore you to lend a helping hand immediately."

The other members of the Imperial Family also cast expectant and urging glances their way.

Zhang Yu was also suffering inside.

Of course he wanted to chase after her, but... he couldn't.

Once you leave the Heavenly Prison, the system mission will end.

He couldn't talk about the system, so Zhang Yu could only cough and begin to spout nonsense with a straight face:

"Ahem, everyone, please calm down."

Senior Xiao Cultivation, only a little over a hundred years old, which is the perfect age for him to make his mark.

This small event provided him with a perfect opportunity to hone his martial Martial Dao and put his knowledge to the test.

"Perhaps after this battle, he can achieve even greater heights and break through the limits of his lifespan."

Is being over a hundred years old the perfect age to take risks?

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and their gazes towards Zhang Yu became somewhat strange.

Xiao Elder Xuan, is almost two hundred years old, his hair and beard are all white, and he was just beaten until he vomited blood. You call this the prime age for making a name for himself?

Li Danggang's lips twitched, while Xiao Zhengfeng looked at him with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"

The other members of the Imperial Family exchanged bewildered glances, each with only one thought in their minds, "I don't believe you for a second."

Seeing the disbelief on everyone's faces, Zhang Yu knew that this reason was too far-fetched.

His eyes darted around, his gaze sweeping over another group of unstable elements within the Heavenly Prison.

These were the four military officers who had been left behind by Jian Wuwei and Huichen, as well as the members of the Qin Household.

Perfect, we can use them as a shield.

Zhang Yu's expression turned serious, and he said:

"If I leave, what will you do if these men... and their skilled fighters, suddenly launch an attack?"

This reason makes much more sense.

The Four Great Military Marquises were all Innate Master, each commanding elite Personal Guards.

The Qin Household also possesses considerable resources and has many skilled individuals.

If Zhang Yu really chases after them, the remaining Imperial Family forces and Li Danggang and others in the Heavenly Prison may not be able to completely suppress these opportunists and potential enemies.

Upon hearing this, the Four Great Military Marquises immediately felt immense pressure and were caught in a dilemma.

The atmosphere was even more somber at the Qin Household's side.

Qin Zhen and Qin Xuehua stared at Zhang Yu, their expressions extremely complicated.

Qin Xuehua wanted to say something, her lips moved, but she didn't know where to begin.

Qin Zhen finally couldn't hold back and spoke with a bitter tone:

"Zhang Yu... no matter what, Fenghua Hua... is still your birth mother."

She... she has realized her mistake and has been punished..."

"No need to say anything more."

Zhang Yu's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"What use is a mother who has tried to kill me multiple times?"

His words pierced Qin Xuehua's heart like an icicle.

"It's me... I'm sorry... I hope you..."

After struggling for a long time, Qin Xuehua let out a barely audible murmur, a single tear sliding down her cheek, and then fell silent.

"No need to apologize, and there's no hope."

Zhang Yu looked away, no longer looking at them, his voice calm yet resolute:

All that has happened in the past is wiped clean from this day forward.

Your Qin Household should think twice before acting.

He could never bring himself to kill his mother, as it would have violated his moral bottom line.

Moreover, from certain perspectives...

For Qin Xuehua, living was an even more painful torment.

Furthermore, Qin Zhen, his maternal grandfather, had no intention of harming him; in fact, he had even protected him.

Out of consideration for this small favor, he was willing to give the Qin Household a way out, but that was all.

Qin Zhen understood the resoluteness in Zhang Yu's words and the last bit of leeway he was left for him.

He gave Zhang Yu a deep look, his eyes filled with sorrow, regret, relief, and a sense of weightlessness.

Qin Xuehua sensed the ruthlessness and coldness in Zhang Yu's words, and thinking of the past, her soul felt as if it were being burned.

Finally, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted; he simply could no longer endure the pain.

Qin Zhen shook his head helplessly, then carried Qin Xuehua away slowly.

Seeing this, the members of the Imperial Family did not dare to stop it.

After all, they were Zhang Yu's biological mother and maternal grandfather.

Just then--

"Ouch... that hurts like hell..."

A groan, filled with pain, grievance, and a heavy nasal tone, came from the entrance of the passage.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure hobbling in.

The newcomer was none other than Elder Xuan, who had previously pursued them with overwhelming momentum.

However... the image of this Old Ancestor before me is completely different from his heroic demeanor of beating a drowning dog just now; they are like two completely different people.

Xiao Xuan's once meticulously combed silver hair was now disheveled and draped over his shoulders, like a bird's nest ravaged by a storm.

His face was a sight to behold; his left eye socket was bruised and swollen, making him look like a giant panda that had just been punched in the face.

The most outrageous part was the back of the pants; the fabric had vanished, revealing the equally dusty fur trousers underneath.

As he limped along, that glaring sight appeared and disappeared intermittently, almost unbearable to look at.

"Old Ancestor!"

The Imperial Family members gasped in surprise and rushed forward to help him up.

Xiao Zhengfeng's lips twitched, and he quickly took off his outer robe and draped it over his Old Ancestor's backside to cover his embarrassing buttocks.

As soon as Xiao Xuan entered, his eyes, swollen to the point of being barely slits, fixed intently on Zhang Yu, who stood in the center.

That look in his eyes... was filled with extreme resentment.

She's like a heartless wife who was abandoned by her unfaithful lover, brutally violated, and then crawled back home on her own.

Zhang Yu felt extremely uncomfortable under that gaze. He awkwardly touched his nose, his eyes darting around, and forced a dry laugh:

"Senior Xiao... you... you're... um, did you enjoy the training...?"

"Do you feel like you've taken another step forward?"

Xiao Xuan said with grief and indignation:

"Sharpening?"

They almost ground me to dust!

Outside the Heavenly Prison, several miles from its Heavenly Prison, lies a secluded mountain valley.

Jian Wuwei, Huichen, and Zhang Heng Zhang Wanning, whom they had brought out, were hiding here, recuperating and healing their injuries, while observing the movements in the direction of the Heavenly Prison from afar.

"Strange, why didn't Zhang Yu chase after us?"

Jian Wuwei took the Pills, and his complexion improved slightly, but the surprise and lingering fear in his eyes did not disappear.

"That's really strange."

Zhang Heng had also taken the medicine, replied upon hearing this:

"Ever since Zhang Yu was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, he has become extremely strange and completely different from a different person."

I suspect that the secret to his growing strength lies within this Heavenly Prison.

Or... he may have reasons why he cannot or does not want to leave.

His hatred for Zhang Yu has surpassed his fear of Zhang Yu "becoming stronger," allowing him to analyze the situation more calmly.

"Unable to leave the Heavenly Prison?"

Jian Wuwei frowned. This idea was somewhat absurd, yet it seemed to have a chance of being true.

"Good."

Zhang Heng continued, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes:

"After he entered the Heavenly Prison, he became a completely different person. His strength increased greatly, and he could even fight against Grandmaster."

This is by no means something that can be achieved through arduous practice; it must have come from some unknown encounter.

This encounter is very likely related to the Heavenly Prison.

Moreover, this situation may bind him, preventing him from leaving, or making him unwilling to leave before it is completed.

This speculation is very close to part of the truth.

Although they couldn't understand the system and the tasks, the idea that fortuitous opportunity bound them together coincided with the facts.

Having guessed wrong, Zhang Heng felt much more at ease and said:

"If that's really the Grandmaster, then he's a caged tiger; no matter how fierce he is, he can only wield his power in the Heavenly Prison."

Why don't we return to the Marquis Estate first, wait to meet with my father, and then discuss this further?"

Jian Wuwei and Huichen exchanged a glance, both agreeing that the plan was feasible.

Since Zhang Yu might be unable to leave the Heavenly Prison, they have seized the initiative.

"Amitabha, what Benefactor Zhang said is very true. This place is not suitable for us to stay any longer. Let us leave first." Huichen nodded.

Jian Wuwei agreed, "Alright, let's go back to the Marquis Estate first, and talk about it again when Zhang Yuanfeng returns."

Having made up their minds, the group left without lingering and, along with Zhang Heng and Zhang Wanning, quickly disappeared into the night sky.

On the other side, at the Qin Residence.

Qin Zhen placed the unconscious Qin Xuehua on the bed in the bedroom, invited the best doctors, and used all the most precious medicines, but they could only stabilize her physical injuries.

Qin Xuehua's mind seemed to have suffered a devastating blow.

Even while unconscious, he would tremble from time to time, tears would stream down his face, and he would utter painful murmurs.

"Yu'er... my son... I'm sorry... karma... it's all karma..."

She would sometimes call out Zhang Yu's nickname, sometimes blame herself, and sometimes fall into a state of frantic fear.

Overnight, Qin Xuehua woke up multiple times tormented by excruciating pain and nightmares, and fainted several times from unbearable suffering.

She slowly awoke from her coma once more at dawn.

This time, she didn't shed any tears, nor did she let out any painful groans.

She lay there quietly and opened her eyes.

Those eyes, which were originally filled with complex emotions such as obsession, resentment, pain, and regret, were now unusually calm, as if they were indifferent to everything in the world.

She slowly sat up, her movements somewhat awkward, yet carrying an indescribable rhythm.

She walked to the Bronze Mirror and looked at the pale, haggard face reflected in it, face streaked with tears, yet so incredibly familiar.

I watched for a very long time.

She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse, yet carrying a detached indifference born of countless vicissitudes:

"Love Tribulation... Heart Demon... Separation from Loved Ones, Meeting with Those One Hates, Unfulfilled Desire..."

"Entangled for countless lifetimes, drowning in a sea of suffering... in the end, unable to see through it all, unable to let go."

"If that's the case... then... bring this karma back with you."

At that moment, her eyes suddenly became incredibly deep, as if they contained flowing stars, the ebb and flow of time, and countless lights and shadows flickering within them.

"Having endured countless lifetimes of reincarnation and suffered Tribulations of the Mortal World in the Hundred-Lifetime Reincarnation..."

"I have finally returned."