I'm Not Afraid of Death, but What Will Happen to My Granddaughter After I Die? The Mysterious Girl's Identity?

Chen Qingling tilted her head, her eyes curving into crescents as she revealed a captivating smile.

"It'd be better if we went together."

"Isn't sharing happiness better than enjoying it alone?"

Seeing Chen Qingling like this, Chen Xin was filled with emotion.

She truly had not changed at all. She was still so kind to everyone.

Seeing the few of them standing there in a daze, Chen Qingling immediately took the lead and waved at them.

"What are you standing around for?"

"Let's go~"

"Qingling, wait for me! Don't walk so fast!"

Ning Fengzhi stood outside the Council Hall, watching Chen Qingling and the others disappear into the distance.

Wonderful. Just wonderful!

Everyone had gone, leaving only him alone to guard the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Especially his own daughter—things were clearly developing in a good direction, yet Ning Fengzhi somehow felt as though she was about to be whisked away.

No matter how he looked at it, this was a disaster waiting to happen!

Three hours later.

Escorted by two Titled Douluo, the group quickly arrived at Sunset Forest.

Perhaps the Goddess of Luck was smiling upon them, or perhaps it was because they had two Titled Douluo with them. They made their way deep into Sunset Forest without obstruction and encountered very few Soul Beasts along the way.

That was, until they reached a rather strange place.

"Strange. Why would Sunset Forest have a place like this?"

The toxic mist ahead spread in layers, a place ordinary people simply could not enter. Yet it posed no obstacle to Titled Douluo.

Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword as he moved through it as though no one were there, breaking through the traps Dugu Bo had set one after another.

"This poisonous mist was created by someone. No one below a Titled Douluo can enter."

Chen Qingling's pupils contracted slightly. "Created by someone? No one below a Titled Douluo can enter?"

"Could the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well we're looking for be up ahead?"

Chen Xin nodded faintly. "It's possible. Let's investigate."

The group continued pushing forward.

Ice Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dugu Bo abruptly opened his eyes, his expression stunned.

"What's going on? Why are two Titled Douluo coming in my direction?"

"Has my treasure ground been exposed?"

"That can't be!"

Dugu Bo had never imagined that the deadly poison traps he had painstakingly arranged before the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well would be seen through.

Two Titled Douluo had come at once. The Ice Fire Yin Yang Well was clearly impossible to keep; it was likely about to change owners.

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, his nails digging viciously into his palms.

He still relied on the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well to suppress the poison in his body. Without it, he would not have long to live!

Dugu Bo was not afraid of death, but he feared what would happen if he died. What if his granddaughter was bullied? And how would her poison be suppressed in the future?

"Heaven truly wants me, Dugu Bo, dead!"

At this moment, Dugu Bo was utterly despairing. He had always been one of the weakest among the Titled Douluo.

With two Titled Douluo arriving at once, what could he possibly fight them with?

He could not fight them at all.

"I never expected the owner of the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well to be you, Dugu Bo."

Chen Xin strode forward with his sword in hand. His sharp gaze made Dugu Bo's back go cold, cold sweat covering his forehead.

Though Dugu Bo had expected this, his heart still leaped into his throat.

Sword Dao Chenxin's great reputation was known throughout the world.

Dugu Bo knew full well that he was no match for Chen Xin. Besides, there was another Titled Douluo who had yet to reveal himself.

Still, he had already guessed who that other Titled Douluo was.

"Since you're here, why keep hiding?"

A figure appeared to Chen Xin's left. It was naturally Gu Rong.

"Sword Dao Chenxin, Bone Forification Gu Rong—the twin pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have come to my territory. What an impressive display."

Then Chen Qingling and the other two girls approached from behind, stopping behind the two Titled Douluo.

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes at the three girls behind Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

He directly ignored Chen Qingling and the other two girls.

In such a grand confrontation, the weak had no place.

Yet Chen Qingling stepped forward on her own, meeting Dugu Bo's gaze directly without either arrogance or humility.

"Senior, the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well is your territory, isn't it?"

"That's right." With two Titled Douluo holding the field, Dugu Bo could only nod in reply.

"Then could we borrow something from the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well—the Lovesick Heartbreak Red?"

"The Lovesick Heartbreak Red?"

Dugu Bo's expression changed slightly. He had consulted all kinds of ancient texts and still could not identify the herbs growing in the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well, let alone know their effects.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Fine. Consider it a gift to you."

At first, Dugu Bo had thought they were here to seize his territory. He had not expected them to want only a single herb.

He let out a heavy sigh of relief. It had been a false alarm.

At the same time, he became curious about the identity of the girl before him.

She was not afraid of him?

He was a Titled Douluo, after all. His intimidating presence was not something ordinary people could withstand.

And with two Titled Douluo present, she had taken the initiative to mediate the situation?

Just who was this girl?

Then, belatedly, Dugu Bo sensed that among the three girls who had come with them, one was not human. She carried the distinct aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

What... kind of bizarre group was this?!

He did not believe Chen Xin and Gu Rong were unaware that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had mixed into their group.

That left only one answer: they knew, but did not care.

Naturally, Dugu Bo did not dare ask further. Even if he wanted to, he had to weigh his own strength first.

Being weak was the original sin.

With Dugu Bo's tacit approval, Chen Qingling and the other two girls exchanged glances before beginning a thorough search throughout the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well.

The search left them completely dumbfounded.

Chen Qingling had not expected the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well to contain so many Immortal Herbs. She could not tell which one was the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

What were they supposed to do now?

What should they do?

Did she have to ask father for help again?

Chen Qingling clenched her teeth and shook her head.

No!

She could not keep relying on father. If she could not even accomplish something this simple, how would she ever find Mother?

The same scene played out with Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.

They could not find it. They simply could not find it.

Ning Rongrong looked worried, glancing left and right. Every Immortal Herb looked like it, yet none of them did.

Just then, Xiao Wu approached a blood-red Immortal Herb. It immediately flashed with red light, uprooted itself, and floated above her head.

"This is..."

Such a startling change drew the attention of Chen Qingling and the others.

Chen Qingling's eyes lit up. "This should be the Lovesick Heartbreak Red father mentioned!"

Ning Rongrong blinked. "Wow... this is unbelievable. What an eye-opener."

Dugu Bo, who had occupied the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well for years, looked stunned. These herbs were actually this spiritual? It had chosen its own master!

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged looks, both slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect this trip to go so smoothly. I thought we'd be delayed for a long time." Gu Rong covered his mouth helplessly. Once again, he had not been able to help much.

Chen Xin chuckled softly, having long grown accustomed to Chen Qingling's extraordinary luck.

"What can we do? My disciple's luck is simply too good. Everything goes smoothly for her every time."

Luck was relative. If someone sailed through life with fair winds, then someone else had to carry the burden forward.

And the one carrying that burden was none other than Tang San, plagued by misfortune.