"Where is Qing Shuang? Tell her to come out and see me! Where is she?!"
The Immortal Emperor Qinglin's voice was somewhat excited as he gripped Luo Chuan's shoulders tightly, deliberately speaking in a hurried tone, clearly eager to see his daughter.
Luo Chuan did not refuse. As his fingers danced, an ancient tower shimmering with jewel-like light appeared on the spot, followed by a female corpse appearing in front of Immortal Emperor Qinglin.
Upon seeing his daughter's corpse, Immortal Emperor Qinglin clenched his fists, his eyes turning bloodshot. "So... she couldn't leave after all, Qing Shuang... my daughter..."
Immortal Emperor Qinglin embraced the body of Immortal Monarch Qingshuang in anguish, tears blurring his vision. He felt even more remorse for not being able to let her leave the Rain Immortal World alive back then.
If she had been able to do that back then, given Qing Shuang's talent, her future achievements would have been limitless, perhaps even reaching unimaginable heights.
Now that he saw his beloved daughter had become a corpse, Immortal Emperor Qinglin was filled with bitterness, hating himself for not protecting his daughter and his people.
If I had been strong enough back then, I wouldn't have been destroyed by the Palm Sovereign, nor would the entire Rain Immortal World have been completely wiped out.
The wind blowing through the Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion was now carrying a biting chill.
Luo Chuan stood to the side, holding the ancient gemstone pagoda in his hand, his expression calm, yet he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
He had witnessed countless deaths and the tragic acts of defying fate, yet he was still deeply moved by this fatherly love that transcended the years.
After an unknown amount of time, the cries of the Immortal Emperor Qinglin gradually subsided. He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with redness, but he had forcibly suppressed his surging emotions.
Immortal Emperor Qinglin carefully cradled Qing Shuang's body in his arms, his fingertips gently stroking his daughter's pale cheeks, his movements as tender as if he were handling a rare treasure.
"Thank you... junior Luo Chuan."
The voice of the Immortal Emperor Qinglin was hoarse like a broken gong, yet it carried an unprecedented solemnity.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Luo Chuan. The aloofness of the Immortal Emperor was gone from his eyes, replaced only by a deep sense of gratitude.
"Young Luo Chuan, thank you for bringing Qing Shuang to me. I have been trapped in the remnant soul of the Immortal Mansion for tens of thousands of years, and I almost missed seeing my daughter one last time."
" Qing Lin will forever remember this kindness."
Having said that, Immortal Emperor Qinglin, holding Qing Shuang's body, bowed solemnly to Luo Chuan.
This salute is a salute from the Immortal Emperor, but even more so, it is a salute from a father.
Luo Chuan stepped aside to avoid Immortal Emperor Qinglin's formalities and said in a deep voice, "Senior, there's no need for such formalities. It was just a small favor. Immortal Monarch Qingshuang's spirit is immortal, and it was her wish to meet you, Senior."
Immortal Emperor Qinglin straightened up, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, which was then replaced by determination. He looked down at his daughter in his arms and said softly, "Yes, she has been waiting for me... Unfortunately, I am ultimately too late."
As soon as he finished speaking, Immortal Emperor Qinglin took a deep breath, and the surging Immortal Emperor aura around him suddenly subsided, becoming gentler.
Immortal Emperor Qinglin gently put down his daughter in his arms, then stood up, raised his right hand, palm up, and a ball of dazzling azure light slowly condensed in his hand.
Within that azure light lay a vast and boundless power, yet also an extremely gentle and warm one.
That was not the power of killing, but the power of life and origin, far purer and more profound than the Heart of Heavenly Dao I had sensed before.
As the blue light faded, a jade pendant, entirely emerald green and shaped like a willow leaf, appeared in his palm.
The jade pendant is engraved with intricate patterns of the Way of Rain, and in the center is a crystal-clear water droplet, which is the core of the Rain Immortal World, the Rain God Pearl.
" Luo Chuan, this is the Rain God Pendant, containing the principles of rain that I have condensed throughout my life, and it also seals the Rain God Pearl Rain Immortal World Realm."
"This is the treasure that Mu Bingmei wants to comprehend. The Rain God Pearl inside can emit a sense of enlightenment. If you can successfully comprehend it, breaking through to the Heavenly Human Realm in the future will be a piece of cake."
Luo Chuan raised his eyes to look at Immortal Emperor Qinglin, his tone hesitant. "Senior, this is your life's work, and the very origin of the Rain Immortal World. This junior cannot accept it."
You must accept it.
Immortal Emperor Qinglin's tone left no room for doubt. He forcefully pushed the Rain God Pendant into Luo Chuan's hand, the warmth of his palm emanating through the pendant.
"I am already a remnant soul; keeping this treasure would be like a pearl gathering dust."
" Qing Shuang is gone, the Rain Immortal World is destroyed. My only obsession is that someone can inherit my will, break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao set up by the Palm Sovereign, and seek justice for the billions of people of the Rain Immortal World and for Qing Shuang!"
"You possess the Nine-Colored Ultimate Realm, the bloodline of Ancient God, and the determination to defy the heavens. You are the only one capable of doing this."
"This Rain God Pendant is less a gift of gratitude and more a token of my trust."
Holding the Rain God Pendant in his hand, Luo Chuan felt a warm current flow into his body, creating a wonderful resonance with his Ancient God bloodline.
"Rest assured, senior. I will forever remember the hatred for the Palm Sovereign, the resentment for the Rain Immortal World, and the grudge against Immortal Monarch Qingshuang. If I have the opportunity in the future, Luo Chuan will surely crush the Palm Sovereign's lineage and seek justice for you and for the Rain Immortal World Realm!"
"Good! Good! Good!"
Immortal Emperor Qinglin said "good" three times, a look of relief flashing in his eyes. He then slowly retreated, and streaks of azure light gradually appeared around his body.
"With your words, I am content. Now that I am but a remnant soul, the rest of the journey is up to you..."
"Please take good care of my daughter. If there's a chance, may she be reincarnated. I, Qing Lin... thank you."
After uttering his last words, Immortal Emperor Qinglin bowed once more towards Luo Chuan's location, and then slowly dissipated into the world.
Luo Chuan gazed at the vanished Immortal Emperor Qinglin before him, sighed softly, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Luo Chuan respectfully bids farewell to Senior."
As the soul of Immortal Emperor Qinglin dissipated, Luo Chuan returned to the fifth level, holding in his hand the Rain God Pendant left behind by Immortal Emperor Qinglin.
Upon seeing the Rain God Pendant in Luo Chuan's hand, Mu Bingmei rushed over, excitedly exclaiming, "That's right, it's this Rain God Pendant! I never expected Brother Luo to actually obtain it!"
Luo Chuan did not immediately hand it to Mu Bingmei, but calmly said, "You can have this Rain God Pendant, but don't forget our original agreement."
Hearing Luo Chuan's words, Mu Bingmei nodded and said, "Of course. I will never go back on my promise to you, after all, I swore by the revelation of the Heavenly Dao that if I were to lie even slightly, may I die a horrible death in this life."
Seeing Mu Bingmei's state, Luo Chuan didn't hesitate and handed the Rain God Pendant Mu Bingmei her, saying, "Remember our agreement."