Goodbye, My Little Snow

"Grandfather, hurry and come see what's wrong with Brother Qian Yu!" Qian Renxue cried out, holding the unconscious Qian Yu in her arms as she shouted for Qian Daoliu.

"Let Grandfather see." Qian Daoliu, also panicked, stepped forward immediately to inspect him with his spiritual power.

As his spiritual power entered the body, Qian Yu's brows gradually smoothed out, and the hidden eye on his forehead slowly opened.

"A second Martial Soul?" Qian Daoliu was greatly astonished.

Just then, the other titled Douluo of the Worship Hall rushed over.

"Big Brother, what happened here? Did you get robbed?" Thousand Jun Douluo began to tease from a distance.

As he drew closer and saw Qian Daoliu's furrowed brows, he realized he had spoken out of turn and quickly looked toward the prone Qian Yu.

"What's wrong with Qian Yu? He's grown an eye on his forehead." Thousand Jun Douluo changed the subject, pinpointing the issue.

"Let me see." Golden Crocodile Douluo was also drawn in by Thousand Jun's words.

As his spiritual power probed into the body, the eye on Qian Yu's forehead opened faster.

"Hum, hum, hum." The eye on Qian Yu's forehead opened completely, and at that moment, Qian Yu let out a muffled groan as the soul power within his body began to drain away continuously.

"A second Martial Soul?" Golden Crocodile Douluo asked Qian Daoliu, unable to believe it.

Seeing Qian Daoliu nod, Golden Crocodile Douluo gasped.

"An eye-type Martial Soul? A Body Martial Soul?" Golden Crocodile Douluo searched his memory, finally finding records regarding such a Martial Soul.

"Second Brother, you know of records regarding this type of Martial Soul?" Hearing that Golden Crocodile Douluo had information on the matter, Qian Daoliu asked hurriedly.

"A Body Martial Soul is a special existence where the soul master's own organs, limbs, or even the entire body serves as the Martial Soul. It is neither a traditional beast Martial Soul possession nor an inanimate object Martial Soul that leaves the body; rather, the Martial Soul is the self, and the self is the Martial Soul." Golden Crocodile Douluo did not beat around the bush and shared everything he knew.

"What? There is such a miraculous Martial Soul in this world?" Thousand Jun Douluo couldn't help but marvel at the wonders of creation.

"Does this mean Xiao Yu has turned a misfortune into a blessing, fully awakening a second Martial Soul and becoming a Twin Martial Soul possessor like that person next door?" Thousand Jun Douluo continued.

"It's hard to say. Twin Martial Souls are both a blessing and a curse; previous possessors of Twin Martial Souls haven't had good endings." Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head upon hearing this.

"Ah, Grandfather, you must save Brother Xiao Yu!" Qian Renxue had never seen such a scene and immediately burst into tears, her face streaked with sorrow.

"Alright, alright. Xiao Yu needs rest. Xiao Xue, stay behind; everyone else, withdraw." Qian Daoliu was temporarily at a loss and could only let the others leave.

He kept Qian Renxue and himself by Qian Yu's side to observe his condition at all times.

As the others retreated, Qian Daoliu slightly released his soul power to nourish Qian Yu's body, and before long, Qian Yu woke up.

At this moment, Qian Yu only felt pain in his body, his mind in chaos, and his head throbbing; fortunately, as a former king of special forces, he did not show it.

"Brother Xiao Yu, you're awake? How are you feeling?" Seeing Qian Yu regain consciousness, Qian Renxue hurried forward to ask.

"Xiao Xue, Grandfather, I'm fine." As he spoke, Qian Yu endured the pain and tried to sit up.

It was Qian Daoliu who saw that Qian Yu was forcing himself, so he pressed him down to let him rest properly.

He rested like this for several days.

Qian Yu only felt that his soul power wasn't increasing, but otherwise, there were no problems.

At first, Qian Yu didn't think much of it, assuming his body was just depleted and that his soul power was being used to nourish his physical form.

But gradually, by the first month, not only had Qian Yu's soul power failed to improve, it had actually dropped by one level, falling to level 19.

Suddenly, Qian Yu panicked; the hatred regarding that giant hammer and the regret over his missing younger siblings constantly haunted his mind.

This eventually drew Qian Daoliu's attention.

"Xiao Yu, your soul power?" Discovering the anomaly, Qian Daoliu flashed to his side to inspect his body.

"Strange, there's nothing wrong." Qian Daoliu frowned, checking for a long time without finding any abnormalities.

"Grandfather, can you keep this a secret for me? I don't want Xiao Xue to worry." Qian Yu withdrew his hand and pleaded with Qian Daoliu.

"Very well." Knowing his granddaughter's feelings for Qian Yu, Qian Daoliu finally nodded in agreement. "For this period, I will say you have been assigned an external mission. Take good care of your body."

Qian Daoliu arranged for Qian Yu to stay in a house within Martial Soul City.

Just like that, half a year later, Qian Yu's soul power dropped to level 18. Qian Yu only increased his training; if 100 laps with weights weren't enough, he would do 200.

At first, Qian Renxue believed the reason Qian Daoliu gave, but as time passed, she gradually became suspicious.

Time flew by, and a year later, Qian Yu's soul power fell to level 17.

Qian Yu increased his training day after day and suffered from nightmares day after day.

Qian Renxue seemed to have realized something and ran to confront Qian Daoliu: "Grandfather, has something gone wrong with Brother Qian Yu's body?"

Qian Renxue knelt before Qian Daoliu, tears welling in her eyes.

"You silly girl, how many times have I told you? Xiao Yu is out on a mission. This is a letter he sent you." Qian Daoliu took out a letter Qian Yu had prepared long ago, which contained the continuation of the stories Qian Yu had told Qian Renxue.

Taking the thick letter from Qian Daoliu's hand, Qian Renxue opened it slowly. The dense text immediately made it feel as if Brother Qian Yu were right beside her, telling her the story.

Qian Renxue stood up slowly, saying nothing.

Qian Daoliu turned away, instantly evaporating the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, what exactly has happened to you?"

Thus, another three years passed. Qian Yu turned twelve, his spirit power reaching level 10, a point from which he could fall no further.

During these three years, Qian Yu trained day in and day out. His body gradually developed distinct muscle lines, giving him a unique kind of beauty.

Yet, his spirit power hadn't advanced one bit.

On this very day, Qian Yu made a firm decision. He would leave Martial Soul City to seek his own destiny and defy fate. He knew the Worship Hall was safe; even if he remained at level 10 his entire life, his grandfather and Little Xue would support him forever. But he couldn't accept it. He still had the hatred for his clan's destruction and the siblings he had lost.

He had to become stronger. He had to get revenge. He had to find his lost siblings.

On this day, he unusually did not rest.

He changed into a disguise, masked himself, and went to the Worship Hall. No one stopped him.

He arrived before Qian Daoliu.

He kowtowed three times fiercely to Qian Daoliu.

"Grandfather, I'm leaving," Qian Yu said no other words.

His forehead repeatedly struck the ground, staining it a deep red.

Qian Daoliu did not stop him. Tears had already filled his eyes, his spirit power evaporating faster than his tears could fall.

"Good child, you must visit your grandfather often." Qian Daoliu looked at the young man, now 1.8 meters tall, his eyes involuntarily overlapping with those of his son, who had died many years ago.

Thinking about his own life, it was truly tragic: losing his son in middle age, and his grandson's future unknown in his old age.

"Go see Little Xue," Qian Daoliu composed himself and spoke slowly.

"But I'm like this now..." Qian Yu hesitated. He also longed to see Qian Renxue, the girl who had accompanied him throughout his childhood and pulled him out of his dark life.

"Don't worry, I will cover for you," Qian Daoliu seemed to sense Qian Yu's concerns and continued.

From afar, Qian Daoliu brought Qian Yu, concealing their auras. They landed outside Qian Renxue's courtyard.

Inside Qian Renxue's courtyard, Qian Renxue, now 1.7 meters tall, with a head of golden hair, exuded elegance. She was a peerless beauty, tall and slender, currently engaged in weighted running.

As if this could bring her closer to her Qian Yu brother.

"Sigh," Qian Daoliu sighed silently, looking at his granddaughter's appearance.

"Little Xue," Qian Yu's eyes welled up with tears. He whispered softly, and finally, slowly took out a letter from his embrace, handing it to Qian Daoliu. "Grandfather, please give this to Little Xue for me."

"Little Yu brother?" Qian Renxue turned her head. Their eyes met. Qian Yu looked at Qian Renxue, but unfortunately, Qian Renxue could not see Qian Yu. They gazed at each other across the distance.