Chapter 94. On the border of the empire, after experiencing the bloodshed with Qian Renxue.
Dugu Yan's martial soul, the Azure Phosphorous Serpent, completely transformed into the Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor.
Her soul power also surged by three levels, leaving Dugu Bo speechless with excitement.
"Thank you, Your Highness..."
Jiang Nian quickly helped her up, smiling gently, "Senior Dugu, I was merely fulfilling a promise."
"Miss Yanzi's martial soul has now fully evolved, so I should prepare to depart."
The grandfather and granddaughter exchanged a glance, and Dugu Yan stepped forward to bow, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my grandfather and my lives. Yan'er will forever remember you."
Jiang Nian waved his hand, "It's nothing."
"Since that's the case, then let's say goodbye here today."
He took Qian Renxue's small hand, turning back to look at Dugu Bo, "Senior Dugu, the situation is currently unpredictable, and the neutral side will eventually be forced to make a choice."
"The rise of the Spirit Hall is unstoppable, I hope you understand... If you ever wish to come to the Spirit Hall, I, Jiang Nian, welcome you anytime."
With that, he left without looking back.
Dugu Bo watched that departing figure with complex emotions, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Yes... if it weren't for the appearance of Bibi Dong and Jiang Nian, these two freakish master and disciple, perhaps the Spirit Hall would have had to bide its time for a while longer.
But now... he'd grown accustomed to freedom. Could it really be that a great war would one day descend?
Dugu Bo looked up at the sky, then ruffled Dugu Yan's hair.
"Yan'er, do you think Grandpa should join the Spirit Hall?"
"Ah? I… I don't know."
"However, His Highness the Holy Son is indeed incredibly talented; perhaps he could even become a god in the future."
Dugu Yan commented earnestly.
"Yes… become a god…"
Dugu Bo walked forward, his back to him forlorn.
"Xiao Jiang, where are we going now?"
"To the border."
"The border?"
Qian Renxue muttered, though she didn't understand, she followed along.
Wherever they went was fine; with Jiang Nian there, anywhere was interesting.
Uncle Fu drove the carriage smoothly, the journey almost uneventful.
Leaving Tian Dou City, they headed towards the border.
Three days later.
Jiang Nian stepped down from the carriage, looking at the dilapidated city before him, his heart heavy.
Counting his past and present lives, this was the first time he had encountered war.
"Xiao Xue, let's go take a look."
"Okay."
The two found a high spot and looked towards the battlefield.
Tens of thousands of soldiers clashed, the air thick with a chilling atmosphere.
Qian Renxue watched as people fell one by one, blood streaming down their faces.
Her initial curiosity turned to silence.
War seemed incredibly distant to her.
Living under the warm sun of a greenhouse, untouched by the scheming, killing, and sins of the world…
Jiang Nian calmly watched those people die, then spoke: "Battles like this occur at least dozens of times every year in both empires."
"In the end, it is always the ordinary soldiers who die."
"While the nobles indulge in pleasure and debauchery in the capital… Xiaoxue, do you understand?"
Qian Renxue remained silent for a long time, staring intently at the soldiers still fighting in the distance, lost in thought.
Dusk fell, and the retreat was halted.
She sat on the rooftop of a high building, looking towards the battlefield.
A group of ragged women, their faces filled with despair, searched for the bodies of their loved ones.
Crying, shouting, screaming… …
Jiang Nian stayed beside her, gently embracing Qian Renxue's head.
"Xiaoxue, let's go back."
"You've been sitting for too long."
The girl's eyelids twitched, and she slowly raised her head.
"Xiao Jiang, why do we fight?"
He didn't know how to answer, after all, his understanding of war was very limited.
After thinking for a long time, he finally spoke: "To divert attention from conflicts, for profit, for desire..."
"This is the result of years of division; war will never end."
"Only unification can end the war."
Qian Renxue nodded in understanding, then looked earnestly into Jiang Nian's eyes: "When I grow up, I will definitely do it!"
"Hmm... I believe you."
He gently stroked her head and slowly hugged her tighter.
The little golden retriever's body was soft and fragrant, truly tempting.
Although he had little experience and shallow knowledge, since they were out, Jiang Nian felt it was necessary to let her see the living conditions of these ordinary people.
And the bloodshed...
Under the moonlight, the two snuggled together and gradually fell asleep.
In the shadows.
The Porcupine Douluo and the Serpent Spear Douluo exchanged glances, somewhat hesitant to speak.
"Sigh... His Highness and the Holy Son's relationship seems to have transcended friendship. Who do you think will become the future Pope?"
"How would I know?"
"What should we do... who should report to the High Priest?"
"Let's play rock-paper-scissors..."
In the end, Snake Spear looked at his hand, which had lost three rounds in a row, and scratched his head speechlessly.
Damn it, did that pufferfish guy open fire?
"What should we say... should we just say His Highness is alright? Or..."
"Let's not talk about that, let's just pretend we don't know anything."
"You're so smart, kid."
Snake Spear Douluo turned and flew towards the Spirit Hall, quickly disappearing from his sight.
The next morning.
Qian Renxue woke up from her sleep, moved her body, and woke Jiang Nian.
"Get down."
"Okay."
Getting up and hugging her delicate body, Jiang Nian casually threw a pebble to the ground.
Swish!
The two landed smoothly on the ground.
Qian Renxue suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave his embrace.
With his feet firmly planted on the ground, Jiang Nian led him by the wrist.
The border city of the Heaven Dou Empire was dilapidated; refugees and beggars were everywhere.
Suddenly, two richly dressed young men burst in, startling the ordinary people who huddled in corners watching them leave.
Jiang Nian suddenly recalled the very first scene of his reincarnation into this world.
If it weren't for the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters finding him, his new account might have been forcibly deleted before it even began.
After the war, the city was also filled with starving refugees.
Qian Renxue looked at the children, who were only two or three years old, and felt a pang of pity.
"Little Jiang, how about we take these children to the Spirit Hall?"
She knew Jiang Nian had gone through the same thing, and seeing this scene made her heart ache for the boy beside her.
"Sure, the Spirit Hall has many orphanages... but let the local Spirit Hall Soul Masters handle these matters."
"We've got nothing else to do, let's go take a look."
Qian Renxue nodded, suppressing her emotions.
"Xiao Jiang...don't you think I'm a little...a little saintly?" The little blond girl looked up at him, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Jiang Nian had told them this since they were very young.
The world of Soul Masters is treacherous and cutthroat; the most taboo thing is a saintly heart...
"Of course not. Xiao Xue is kind-hearted; what's a little help to a few children?"
"Actually, I still hope you can remain unaffected by the outside world..."
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