But the information was too vast and tangled. Even after clearing away what was useless, sorting through the rest would take a great deal of time—a thankless, exhausting task.
Yet the Remnant Souls were Pei Ling's real reason for returning to the God-Demon Battlefield Ruins. He wanted to extract useful information from their memories and work out what Wen Ziheng had encountered that had driven him to attack Qiao Ranran.
Of course, if he could deal with Wen Ziheng while he was at it, so much the better.
Qiao Ranran had not said it, but Pei Ling could guess: the time when she had died in her previous life was drawing near.
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Chapter 113: One Hundred and Thirteen Frames
"What are you looking for?"
Qiao Ranran had been to the God-Demon Battlefield Ruins before. She might have been poor with directions, but she knew Pei Ling well—or rather, she knew the way he moved.
Pei Ling was clearly searching for something.
Qiao Ranran raised her hand and smiled. "Want to hold hands?" According to what Pei Ling had said before, whatever he was looking for, being with Qiao Ranran—or simply holding her hand—would make the search twice as effective with half