Perhaps... It Really Was Time to Let Go.

Lin Xia was a little puzzled, her eyes full of doubt as she looked at Bibi Dong, after all, this was a great place to level up!

Bibi Dong, perhaps sensing Lin Xia's confusion, immediately said:

"With your teamwork with Ivysaur, and your... well, overly 'conservative' tactics, you have virtually no chance of defeating Soul Beast of the same level, or even those a few minor ranks higher than you. As for monsters like the one just now, which far exceed your limits and require divine intervention..."

Bibi Dong didn't finish speaking; she simply shook her head, her eyes conveying a meaning that couldn't be clearer—that kind of being wasn't a trial object at all, but a catastrophe.

Staying any longer will only bring unnecessary risks and will not provide any training benefits.

Her disciples have already passed the tests of "survival" and "potential," so there's no need for them to waste their time here.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xia couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

Bibi Dong were indeed insightful.

The core of his combat system is extreme "stability": stacking buffs, controlling distance, and attrition warfare.

Against lower-level or equal-level opponents, they are basically invincible.

When faced with an opponent whose defenses are impossible to break or who can be completely overwhelmed, there is really no better option than to run away or wait to die.

This environment certainly cannot effectively enhance his much-needed ability to directly attack or unleash explosive power.

"The teacher is right, but this place is a great place for me to improve my Soul Power Level!"

Bibi Dong was speechless upon hearing Lin Xia's words, and pointed to the mountain of corpses and sea of blood beside her.

"You don't really think there are endless Soul Beast in Death Canyon, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xia laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Then let's forget about it."

Bibi Dong nodded and asked again:

"Can you still move?"

Lin Xia tried to mobilize the almost depleted Soul Power in her body, and immediately felt a series of strong dizziness and stinging pain in her meridians. Her limbs were so weak that they felt like they were filled with lead.

With a pained expression, he shrugged, his tone filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

"Teacher, I really... can't walk anymore. My Soul Power has been completely drained, I'm too overdrawn, and I won't be able to recover much strength in a short time."

Lin Xia can barely stand up now, let alone move!

Bibi Dong frowned slightly as she looked at Lin Xia, who was slumped on the ground, her face as pale as paper and her breathing weak.

She knew this was a normal reaction after her Soul Power was severely depleted, and it wouldn't be relieved in a short time.

The silence lasted only a moment.

Bibi Dong didn't say much, but took a step forward decisively and bowed slightly.

Under Lin Xia's astonished, even slightly flustered gaze, she stretched out her arms, one hand slipping under Lin Xia's knees, the other firmly encircling his back, and with a slight pull—

A cool, subtle fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood and earth entered Lin Xia's nostrils.

The next second, he felt his body lighten, and Bibi Dong easily lifted him off the cold, dirty ground in a standard, irresistible "princess carry"!

Lin Xia: "!!!"

He froze completely! His mind went blank!

My cheeks flushed uncontrollably in an instant!

"Teacher...?!"

Lin Xia's voice changed, filled with disbelief and embarrassment.

"How?"

Bibi Dong's voice came from above, still calm and composed, without the slightest ripple, as if she had simply done something perfectly ordinary.

"Do you intend to lie here among these corpses until you recover?"

"And you're not even seven years old yet, I really don't know why you have so many random things on your mind!"

Bibi Dong didn't even look down at Lin Xia's embarrassed expression; her gaze remained straight ahead, and her arm around him was steady and strong.

"Put the Ivysaur away," she commanded curtly.

Lin Xia then snapped out of her shock and shame, realizing that Ivysaur was still outside.

Lin Xia hurriedly focused his mind, and a bright green light flashed, causing the exhausted Ivysaur to transform into a stream of light and enter his body.

"Very good."

Bibi Dong said something casually, seemingly satisfied with Lin Xia's cooperation.

She said no more, picked up Lin Xia, and started walking.

The dark purple figure stood out starkly against the backdrop of the devastated, corpse-strewn Death Canyon.

Bibi Dong moved with light and steady steps, as if she were carrying a weightless doll. With each step, she precisely avoided obstacles and filth on the ground. In a flash, she was already quickly heading towards the canyon exit.

Lin Xia lay stiffly in Bibi Dong's cold arms, feeling her weight supported by those seemingly slender arms that contained terrifying power, listening to the whistling wind beside her ears, her mind still a little dazed.

The teacher's unique, cool fragrance lingered around my nose, mingling with the fishy smell of Death Canyon, creating an extremely complex and contradictory atmosphere.

Lin Xia could only stiffly close her eyes, trying to ignore the intense shame, hoping only to leave this awful place as soon as possible.

However, Bibi Dong seemed to Frisk his extreme unease.

Looking at her usually calm and composed little disciple in her arms, who was now as embarrassed as a quail, a rare, slightly mischievous interest quietly rose in her heart.

She suddenly lowered her head slightly, her clear, cool voice carrying a hint of sharpness, reaching Lin Xia's ears clearly:

"You look just like a baby in swaddling clothes."

The sound wasn't loud, but it struck Lin Xia like a thunderbolt.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and all he could see was Bibi Dong's beautifully shaped jawline and the dark purple fabric of her outfit; he couldn't see her face at all, but the mocking tone couldn't be clearer.

A surge of heat rushed to my head, and I felt an overwhelming sense of shame.

After all, Lin Xia wasn't really a child; the person in front of him was his master!

Lin Xia opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. In the end, she could only close her mouth tightly, turn her head away again, and use silence and feigning death to resist this unprecedentedly awkward situation.

Bibi Dong finished speaking, the corners of her lips seemed to curve slightly, but then, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, that smile vanished without a trace.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted past the rugged cliffs of the canyon and towards the distant Heaven Dou Empire.

Baby... swaddling clothes...

These two words, like cold needles, pierced her long-buried memories.

Did she hold Xue'er like this before?

Deep in my memory, all that seems to remain is the cold swaddling clothes, the heavy weight of the baby being hastily handed to me, and... endless hatred and the resolute decision to escape.

Qian Daoliu's stern and serious face, and the words he had once spoken, resurfaced in my mind.

A heavy and complex emotion, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed her.

It was a vortex of regret, pain, and Spite that had lingered in the darkest corner of her heart for years, the deepest crack beneath her icy armor.

But just as these complex emotions were about to drag her into the Abyss again, the warm body temperature of the child in her arms, the stiff yet real touch, the astonishing potential he unleashed in order to survive, and the "specialness" of being watched by the gods, shone into that darkness like a faint but warm light.

Bibi Dong unconsciously tightened her grip on Lin Xia's arm, and she took a deep, slow breath.

The cold, bloody, and sulfurous air of the canyon filled my lungs, but strangely, it didn't bring the suffocating feeling I usually experience.

Perhaps... it really is time to let go.