Douluo Continent in Chen Qingxuan's Eyes, the Ordinary World

After everyone had departed, only Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu remained beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Qian Renxue suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed directly on Qian Daoliu as she said with a tone of certainty, "Grandfather, Tang Hao is not the true murderer who killed Father, is he?"

Qian Daoliu's expression shifted slightly; a flicker of panic flashed through his eyes before being replaced by severity. "Who told you that? Do not listen to rumors! Tang Hao is the murderer who killed your father!"

Which bastard is wagging their tongue? Don't let This Seat find out, or they will surely regret it.

Watching Qian Daoliu's deliberately stiffened face and flickering eyes, the last shred of doubt in Qian Renxue's heart vanished into thin air.

She lowered her head, her voice soft yet clear: "It was Master who told me. He said that someone else was responsible for Father's death."

As soon as the words fell, she snapped her head up, her eyes filled with chilling killing intent like a cold blade unsheathed: "Grandfather, who exactly is that person?"

Qian Daoliu breathed a secret sigh of relief—thankfully, the Senior had not pointed it out directly.

He looked at the determination in his granddaughter's eyes and softened his tone: "Xiaoxue, this matter is very peculiar. If you wish to know, wait until you have ascended to godhood, and Grandfather will tell you then."

The Senior is truly possessed of vast supernatural powers; such a secret from back then, yet he still knows it after all these years.

"I will become a god." Qian Renxue clenched her fists, her eyes shining with a startling brilliance. "I will avenge Father with my own hands."

She took a deep breath to calm her surging emotions. "Grandfather, I am going to cultivate for a while. Wake me up when Uncle Snake Lance and the others return."

Having said that, she sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and allowed her soul power to circulate slowly, quickly sinking into a state of cultivation.

Qian Daoliu watched her back and sighed softly, his eyes filled with complexity: "Senior, oh Senior, you have truly set a difficult problem for me."

Meanwhile, within Qian Renxue's Sea of Consciousness, her soul form quietly coalesced.

The first thing she saw was Qian Renyou pestering Chen Qingxuan.

"Xiaoxue, come over here!" Qian Renyou raised her right hand and beckoned to her.

Qian Renxue walked over and gave her a look of annoyance: "Call me Big Sister; you are the younger one."

"Oh, just come here, Xiaoxue!"

Qian Renyou trotted over, grabbed Qian Renxue's arm, and dragged her in front of Chen Qingxuan, pouting as she said, "I've been pestering Master for a long time, but he just won't say who the murderer is."

Qian Renxue looked at Chen Qingxuan, her gaze earnest and firm: "Master, I want to know."

Chen Qingxuan leaned back in his rocking chair, his fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest as he said slowly: "Right and wrong depend on the person and the heart. All things have multiple facets; the truth may be far more painful than you imagine."

"But I must know." Qian Renxue's tone was stubborn. "As a daughter, to be unable to avenge one's father is to fail the path of humanity."

"Master, didn't you say that the first priority of cultivation is to cultivate the heart?"

"If this matter is not cleared up, it will surely become my inner demon and hinder my cultivation." Her expression carried a hint of defiance; even if she knew the truth might be cruel, she was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Chen Qingxuan looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and said: "The truth is something you must find for yourself."

"Master, why are you all like this!" Qian Renxue's eyes reddened, her voice tinged with a sob. "You clearly know, yet you refuse to say! So many years have passed, where do you expect me to find clues?"

"Master, just tell us~" Qian Renyou also crowded over, tugging on Chen Qingxuan's sleeve and shaking it gently, her eyes full of pleading.

Chen Qingxuan, helpless against the two of them, sighed lightly: "The continent you reside on is called the Douluo Continent, a small plane within the world, but weak worlds are never the only ones."

"The weaker the world, the more possibilities it holds."

"The Douluo Continent is not the only Douluo Continent; the answers you cannot find here may be found in other places, where you might find traces."

Qian Renxue and Qian Renyou looked up simultaneously, their eyes filled with confusion: "Master, what does that mean?"

"Time is divided into past, present, and future." Chen Qingxuan explained patiently. "The Great Thousand Worlds are unique; they only possess these three states, and no one can reverse cause and effect or travel through the ages."

"But the Middle Thousand Worlds and Small Thousand Worlds are very special. Beyond the past, present, and future, they possess another form—parallel worlds."

He paused and continued: "Worlds will split due to certain special events, thereby forming one parallel world after another."

"They are independent of each other and do not interfere, yet due to certain inevitable constraints, they often tend toward the same final destination."

Qian Renyou blinked, looking bewildered: "Master, can you say it more simply? I didn't understand."

Qian Renxue nodded in agreement, her expression perplexed.

Chen Qingxuan smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of light orbs appeared out of thin air, hovering before the two of them.

Within the orbs, light and shadow flowed, revealing scenes Qian Renxue had experienced—the scenes of her cultivating in the Martial Soul Hall, fragments of her first meeting with Tang San, and even her appearance disguised as Xue Qinghe.

"Look, these light orbs are like parallel worlds, each independent." He pointed at the orbs. "But their flow of time is different."

"In some worlds, you might have just been born. In others, you might be acting as a mole in Heaven Dou City. In still others, you might have already become gods."

A flash of realization crossed Qian Renxue's eyes, and she asked tentatively: "Does Master mean that we must go to these parallel worlds to find the answer?"

Chen Qingxuan nodded: "Correct. In different worlds, the Karmic Threads may deviate; the truth of what happened back then might not have been covered up in some parallel world."

"Then how do we go to these parallel worlds?" Qian Renxue stepped forward eagerly, grabbing Chen Qingxuan's arm.

"Naturally, I will take you there." Chen Qingxuan patted her hand, his tone gentle. "However, you must first reach the Soul Saint realm."

"I will definitely break through to Soul Saint as soon as possible!" Qian Renxue's eyes were firm, her clenched fists signaling her resolve.

Qian Renyou also nodded vigorously and said: "I want to get stronger quickly too, and go with Xiaoxue to find the truth!"

Chen Qingxuan looked at the two of them and suddenly laughed: "Come to think of it, your world is truly interesting."

"Your stories have been written into books in another world, and there are many versions, with the protagonist of each version being different."

Qian Renyou was stunned, her eyes widening: "Doesn't that mean we've become characters in a storybook?"

Qian Renxue's expression also shifted, a sense of absurdity surging in her heart: "Master, the way you put it, why do I feel like I'm not a real person anymore?"

"There is no need for doubt." Chen Qingxuan's tone was solemn. "You are who you are, living, breathing existences."

"It is only because there are so many parallel versions of your world that certain high-level cultivators have plucked fragments from them, adapted them into books, and cast them into other planes, leading others to mistakenly believe you are merely characters in a story."

"Is it really like that?" Qian Renxue murmured, her heart still filled with unease.

Chen Qingxuan sighed: "The higher one's cultivation, the more one feels their own insignificance."

"Within the myriad worlds, anyone could be a chess piece, as if an invisible hand is controlling everything from behind the scenes."

"Truth and falsehood, reality and illusion—who can truly say for certain?"

Qian Renxue and Qian Renyou both fell silent.