My Name Is Qian Qingxue

Inside the house.

Wu Qingkong got dressed.

After being nourished by Soul Power, he felt a long-lost sense of refreshment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, savoring the comfortable sensation spreading through his body.

It felt like someone who had held it in for ages, desperately needing to relieve himself, only to suddenly let it all out at once.

Anyone who had experienced that feeling would know just how good it was.

But outside the door, Qian Qingxue was already sobbing uncontrollably.

She had never imagined that the truth would be so dramatic.

Standing outside the door, she began to choke back sobs she could no longer suppress.

Wu Qingkong's expression suddenly changed as he looked toward the door.

"Who is it?!"

"Who's standing there?!"

Qian Qingxue realized she had been discovered.

She did not answer Wu Qingkong.

Instead, she ran outside as if she had gone mad.

If she could choose again, she would rather never have come here tonight.

Then she would never have learned this terrifying truth...

She was Qian Qingxue now, Qian Qinghe as well, and even Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall.

She really had broken off her engagement with Wu Qingkong.

But she understood even less why Wu Qingkong had wanted to break off his engagement with her?!

Qingkong, did he hate Spirit Hall that much?

Did he hate Qian Renxue that much?

"What did I do wrong?!"

"You've never even met me..."

"Yet you wanted to break off our engagement. Do you know... I broke it off because I truly liked you!"

"If I had known earlier that you were my betrothed, how could I possibly have broken off the engagement?!"

"Qingkong, you bastard!"

"I hate you."

Qian Qingxue ignored Wu Qingkong and accelerated into the distance.

"Should I still go to Heaven Dou Lake tomorrow?"

"Even if I meet him then, if he learns the truth, will he still choose me?"

"Forget it. Let it all be a dream..."

Qian Qingxue flew swiftly, the scenery on either side flashing past her. A tear silently slid down from the corner of her eye...

"Grandfather, if I could do it over, I truly wouldn't want to be Spirit Hall's young master anymore..."

"I want so badly to be an ordinary girl. I wish I were that elusive Sister Qian Qinghe!"

Wu Qingkong stepped outside.

He saw only a graceful figure in blue flying into the distance.

The more Wu Qingkong looked, the more familiar she seemed.

"This feels so familiar. Why do I feel as though I've seen her somewhere before?!"

"But in my memories, I've never had any contact with her!"

Wu Qingkong was filled with curiosity.

He stopped hesitating and immediately chased after her.

However, Qian Qingxue was flying in the sky, while Wu Qingkong was relying solely on his feet. Naturally, he could not catch up to her.

He looked up at the graceful figure on the horizon.

He was about to give up and turn back.

But the instant he turned around, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He felt that if he returned just like this, something would be missing from his heart...

"I'm sorry, miss."

"To make you stay, I can only do this."

"If I have offended you afterward, Wu will personally apologize."

"Sixth Soul Skill, Heavenfrost Chillmist!"

This was the Soul Skill Wu Qingkong had learned after breaking through to six rings earlier, when he had casually slain a Soul Beast on his way back.

An icy blue mist immediately surged in from all directions, surrounding Qian Qingxue.

Qian Qingxue's figure instinctively halted.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly become so cold?!"

Qian Qingxue instinctively looked below her.

She saw Wu Qingkong sprinting toward her.

The cold mist was under Wu Qingkong's control, inching toward her bit by bit.

"Th-this is a Soul Skill?!"

"Wu Qingkong actually broke through to Soul Emperor?!"

"How did he break through so quickly?!"

When Wu Qingkong saw the figure in the sky stop, his hands did not cease moving.

He pointed one finger into the air.

A mist of ice pressed in on Qian Qingxue from all directions.

Qian Qinghe had no way out and could only descend.

Seeing Wu Qingkong again.

Qian Qingxue said nothing. She did not know what she should say.

She simply stood there blankly.

Across from her,

Wu Qingkong looked at that breathtakingly beautiful face, finding it more familiar the longer he stared.

"Her eyes are so familiar."

"And the scent on her body... I feel like I've smelled it somewhere before."

With doubts in his heart, Wu Qingkong spoke first.

"Miss, I'm truly sorry. I had no ill intentions when I acted earlier."

"I merely discovered you standing outside my home and became curious, so I deliberately came out to take a look."

"Have we... met somewhere before?!"

Qian Qingxue's expression remained calm as water after hearing this. "No. I was merely passing by."

"Is there anything else?"

"If not, I'll be leaving."

Wu Qingkong could not help being somewhat surprised by that answer.

"We haven't met?!"

"But that shouldn't be..."

"I truly feel that you seem very familiar."

"Could you think carefully, miss? We must have met somewhere before. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't feel such familiarity toward you."

Though Qian Qingxue was somewhat moved by his words, she ultimately still snapped coldly.

"I said no means no!"

"Can you let me leave now?!"

Seeing the angry look on the girl's face, Wu Qingkong was also somewhat taken aback.

"Perhaps I really sensed it wrong..."

"I'm sorry, miss. I was too rash..."

"I'll let you leave now. Go!"

Wu Qingkong immediately waved his hand.

The wind rose.

The surrounding mist immediately vanished.

Qian Qingxue did not hesitate and immediately turned around.

She flew into the distance.

"The dream should end..."

Qian Qingxue soared into the sky, thinking that she was about to bid farewell to Wu Qingkong.

In the end, she could not quite bear it and looked back.

She saw that Wu Qingkong had somehow collapsed where he stood.

Blood was gushing from his chest.

Qian Qingxue's expression changed drastically.

"Qingkong, what's wrong?!"

"Don't scare me like this?!"

She immediately flew toward Wu Qingkong, gathered him into her arms, and poured her sacred light Soul Power into him.

As the Soul Power entered him, Wu Qingkong felt as though he had been basking in the sun. It was incomparably comfortable.

"So warm, so comfortable!"

"That trace of Shura Divine Power that had been surging earlier has actually been suppressed..."

When Wu Qingkong opened his eyes again, he saw a blue-haired woman holding him.

A familiar fragrant breeze lingered around his nose, while soft, warm sensations continuously came from beneath him.

Looking at that face, which was seventy percent similar to his brother's,

Wu Qingkong had his answer.

"I understand now."

"You're Xiao He's older sister, right?!"

"Can you... tell me your name..."

Seeing how weak Wu Qingkong looked, Qian Qingxue ultimately could not bear to refuse him.

"Yes, I'm Xiao He's older sister."

"My name is Qian Qingxue..."