Reincarnation

Kong Deming asked this question with utmost care, each word Qian Jun.

He already had a suspicion in his mind, but now he needed to get a definite answer from his grandson.

Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan sighed softly in his heart.

When the God of Destruction bluntly revealed his identity as an "otherworldly being," he knew that this matter could no longer be hidden from his loved ones.

Sure enough, Grandpa asked the question at that moment.

The wind howled in his ears, making his robes flutter, but Kong Xuan fell into a brief silence, not out of hesitation, but as he pondered how to explain.

Kong Xuan didn't keep Kong Deming waiting long before speaking slowly, his voice cutting through the wind. "Grandpa, there's a word you probably haven't heard of, called ' Reincarnation '."

" Reincarnation?"

Kong Deming silently repeated these two unfamiliar words in his mind, his brows furrowing slightly. He had indeed never heard of this concept in any classic texts or legends.

Kong Xuan continued, "It is generally believed that when a person dies, it is like a lamp going out; the soul dissipates into the world."

"But under certain more profound laws, after a living being dies, its soul may not be completely annihilated, but has the opportunity to enter a grand cycle called ' Reincarnation '."

"The power of Reincarnation will wash away their memories of past lives, allowing their soul to be reborn as a new being..."

Subsequently, Kong Xuan patiently explained to Kong Deming the meaning of " Six Paths of Reincarnation " in language that Kong Deming could understand.

Kong Deming was stunned. This so-called " Reincarnation " completely overturned his previous understanding based on Soul Power, Martial Soul, and the material world.

He struggled to process this massive amount of information, his brow furrowed, and subconsciously asked, "According to this... is it possible for a Soul Beast's soul to be reborn as a human after it dies?"

Kong Xuan shook his head. "Grandpa, this cycle of Reincarnation is not a law of heaven and earth that exists on this Douluo Continent beneath our feet."

Upon hearing this, Kong Deming suddenly remembered that the core of his initial question was "What are people from another world!"

"So..." He glanced at his grandson beside him again with a complicated expression, "You, are you from that other world that possesses this ' Reincarnation ' law?"

It must be said that Kong Deming, a giant standing at the pinnacle of Soul Guidance Technology, possesses logical reasoning and comprehension abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.

Kong Xuan had prepared a lot of groundwork and explanations, but now they seemed superfluous.

He felt a slight sense of relief, and then calmly replied, "I suppose so. According to the rules of that world, I should have completed my reincarnation in my own world."

"But for some reason, after my death, I was reborn on this Douluo Continent."

"Furthermore, my memories of my past life have not been erased."

Kong Xuan's tone carried a perfectly appropriate hint of confusion, which was not entirely feigned.

He truly didn't know the truth behind his time travel, but this was the only explanation he could offer at the moment.

Kong Deming couldn't help but sigh, a sigh tinged with indescribable complexity, "No wonder... no wonder you were so intelligent and precocious from a young age, acting with such maturity and decisiveness, completely unlike a naive child."

After speaking, he paused slightly, seemingly hesitant, but ultimately spoke frankly about his truest feelings at that moment, "But Xuan'er, now... for a moment, I don't know how to view you."

He spoke these words with some difficulty, revealing his inner struggle and helplessness.

Kong Xuan could completely understand his grandfather's reaction.

It would be difficult for anyone to immediately accept the fact that their dearest relative, to whom they have poured all their love, harbors the soul of another, distant world.

Kong Xuan did not rush to defend himself. He pondered for a moment, then said in a calm and sincere tone, "Grandpa, although I carry the memories and knowledge of another world, this identity does not conflict with my Kong Clan in the Douluo Continent, or your blood-related grandson."

He emphasized slightly and continued, "Over the past ten years or so, every little thing we've done together, your meticulous guidance and care for me, and my respect, dependence, and affection for you—all of this has truly happened and is deeply imprinted on each other's Life."

"This deep affection, which transcends blood ties and stems from spending every day together, I believe... you can truly feel it."

Kong Deming fell silent once again after listening to his grandson's earnest words.

But this silence was not one of entanglement or struggle, but rather one of recollection and emotion.

Images from the past decade or so flashed through his mind, from Martial Soul Awakening to now standing on his own...

Kong Xuan's closeness, trust, and protection towards him were all genuine expressions of affection, and could not be faked.

A moment later, Kong Deming let out a hearty and gratified laugh, "Hahaha! You're right! It was I who was confused for a moment and got stuck on a pedant!"

His laughter subsided, and his gaze returned to its firm and warm intensity as he stared at Kong, declaring, "That's right! No matter what your identity was in that other world, or what your past was like!"

"In this life, in the Douluo Continent, you are my grandson, Kong Deming!"

"No one can change that!"

Kong Deming didn't believe Kong Xuan's simple words, but rather everything that had happened between them.

With the conversation out in the open, the subtle estrangement between the grandfather and grandson completely vanished. With their minds at ease, they naturally increased their flight speed.

West Mountain was not far from Mingdu, and with their cultivation levels, they returned to the Worship Hall in no time.

Meanwhile, Xuan Zi, who was severely injured, was still struggling to trek within the area of West Mountain.

The near-fatal injury severely slowed him down, and by the time he finally dragged his broken and exhausted body back to the Mingyue Hotel, it was already deep into the night.

Two years ago, when Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy and Shrek Academy exchanged students for learning, the powerful strength displayed by Kong Xuan and others had already planted a seed of "powerlessness" in the hearts of the Shrek students.

Therefore, they had actually anticipated the final result of this competition; Shrek would not be able to retain its first place.

However, anticipating failure and actually experiencing that despair are two different things.

When they actually stood on the final stage, they truly felt that the gap between them had not narrowed, but was widening at a desperate pace.

This feeling of helplessness—that no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't catch up with their opponents—was far more unacceptable to them than simply losing the game.

In the conference room on the top floor of the Mingyue Hotel, exclusively for the Shrek Academy, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost suffocating.

All the team members, along with several teachers, gathered together, but no one spoke. Most of them hung their heads, their faces filled with frustration and resentment, looking dejected.

Looking at the group of children who had lost their former vigor, Cai Mei'er opened her mouth, but didn't know how to comfort them.

Any language seems so pale and powerless in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

"Bang!"

Just then, the conference room door was pushed open rather roughly from the outside, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

However, when they saw who had walked in, everyone's expression changed drastically!

The person who entered was none other than Xuan Zi, who had gone to West Mountain to investigate Yan Shaozhe's whereabouts.

Although he had changed into clean clothes, everyone present was an elite Soul Master with incredibly sharp senses.

Almost the instant he stepped into the room, everyone clearly sensed that Xuan Zi's originally vigorous and fiery aura had become extremely weak and disordered, like a candle flickering in the wind!

His usually rosy, slightly oily face was now completely drained of color, a horrifying pale white, even his lips were an unhealthy grayish-white!

He clearly looks like he's seriously injured!

" Xuan Zi!"

"What's wrong?!"

Exclamations of surprise immediately rose and fell, and the previous atmosphere of dejection was instantly replaced by immense shock and worry.

Cai Mei'er suddenly stood up and rushed to Xuan Zi's side, instinctively trying to help him up, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

What exactly happened?

With Xuan Zi's strength Level 98 Super Douluo, who on this Douluo Continent could injure him to such an extent?!

Could it be West Mountain...?