Seeing Qian San lose control of his emotions, Xiao Qing stepped forward and gently took his clenched fist in her cool hand, trying to ease the anger boiling inside him.
Qian Xunji turned and placed a hand on Qian San's tense shoulder. A gentle force flowed into him, forcibly suppressing the Soul Power rampaging through his body.
"Your mother was a good person, gentle by nature and never one to fight others for anything." Qian Xunji patted his shoulder, his tone softening.
"I've wronged her all these years. But you needn't grieve too much. When she sacrificed herself, she used her race's innate gift to preserve a sliver of life, which became a spider cocoon. She has since broken free and awakened in the Star Dou Forest of the Inner World, returning to her form as a Soul Beast."
"She's still alive?!"
"She is." Qian Xunji nodded.
"I asked a Ferocious Beast I know to watch over her in secret. But it isn't easy for a Soul Beast to cultivate anew. She's only just regained some vitality and is recuperating in the forest with a group of her kin. Her cultivation has yet to return to the hundred-thousand-year level."
Qian San stood frozen, his head buzzing at the news.
In his previous life, he had had neither father nor mother. The Tang Sect had been his home.
In this life, Qian San had long felt content to have a father like Qian Xunji, who sheltered him from every storm and paved his way. Heaven had treated him well; he had never dared hope for another close relative.
Yet today, he had learned not only that his mother had once died for him, but also that she was still alive.
After overwhelming grief came a sudden rush of joy.
The tears