[Qin Qingxian wanted to avenge Xiao Ling and the others with her own strength.
She did not want to rely on Qin Feng's power.
Still, she would go to the Far North, just not now.
Judging by her father's tone, there seemed to be more than one fallen deity.
That meant she could not use that suicidal attack of hers.
"Xian'er, I know how much grief and resentment you're carrying, but right now, you need to turn those feelings into motivation and cultivate hard. You'll definitely be able to avenge Xiao Ling and the others later."
"Yes, I understand. I'll go cultivate right now."
Qin Qingxian answered in a low voice.
"No, not now. You've only just woken up. Rest a little longer, and wait until your body is in perfect condition before you cultivate." Qin Feng held Qin Qingxian down as she tried to get up.
"But when I think of Xiao Ling and the others, I can't rest."
"It's all right. Dad's here. Put your mind at ease, don't think too much, and get some proper rest."
Qin Feng gently comforted Qin Qingxian, lightly patting her back.
He kept murmuring soothing words to her.
A dozen or so breaths later, Qin Qingxian fell asleep in Qin Feng's arms.
Seeing that her brow had relaxed, Qin Feng laid her on the bed, then slowly left the room.
"Darling, how is Xian'er?"
Zhu Zhuqing asked anxiously.
"She's fine now. Let her get some proper rest."
"As long as she's fine. Darling, how could something like this happen in the Far North?"
"Exactly, Qin Feng. Didn't you say there were no more problems in the Far North?"
The Zhu sisters looked at Qin Feng in confusion.
Qin Feng had gone to the Far North a long time ago and said everything