Though separated by a vast distance, Yao Qingyu suddenly sensed the shift in Xuan Yi's emotions, looking toward the high platform yet finding herself unable to take that step.
Seeing all this, Wei Jiangyuan spoke to Yao Qingyu without hesitation: "Sister Qingyu, go up there quickly, President Xuan Yi needs you."
As the words fell, Yao Qingyu had already been gently lifted and carried onto the high platform toward Xuan Yi's side by Wei Jiangyuan using Dou Zong-level Dou Qi.
They had no scores left anyway, so there was no need to stay here at this moment.
As a Dou Zong, Yao Qingyu was naturally completely unable to resist, or rather, her heart felt a sense of gratitude toward Wei Jiangyuan because of his actions.
Seeing the daughter before her, even though a complex and indescribable barrier still existed between her and her child, Xuan Yi, unable to curb her emotions at this moment, pulled her daughter directly into her arms and wept silently against her chest.
Looking at Xuan Yi in her arms, Yao Qingyu felt the connection of blood in her heart tugged fiercely for no reason, and something inside her began to melt. The bond of blood might lie dormant, but it would never disappear.
It was not that Yao Qingyu was unaware of the feelings the woman before her held for her, but rather that the identity of a mother made Yao Qingyu, who had grown up in the Flower Sect since childhood, unsure how she should respond to Xuan Yi, which was why she mostly replied with polite formality when interacting with her.
With Wei Jiangyuan's assist today, the relationship between mother and daughter would undoubtedly undergo a completely different transformation.
Xiao Yan's boundless spiritual strength surged out without reservation, then poured entirely into