Divine Seal: Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am the Crown-Rank Assassin

Chapter 4: Fear of abandonment surpasses darkness

"Grandpa!" Holy Spirit bowed and respectfully clasped his hands in greeting to the gaunt old man before him.

"Call me Palace Master." A soft voice sounded in his ear.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes, like those of a black eagle, were fixed on the dark cave, where the girl's cries and screams had long since ceased.

“But you are only a candidate for Temple Master…” Holy Spirit Heart said softly.

"Ok?"

That cold, soft hum

The words the Holy Spirit wanted to ask were stuck in his throat, and he suddenly came to his senses. The dissatisfaction he had felt about the rising of the Holy Moon vanished by a large part.

His grandfather's volatile temper,

It was notorious in all six temples, and no one dared to challenge its power.

He turned to look at Lan Yanyu and lowered his voice, "Do you know there's another child with a natural spiritual power of one hundred?"

Lan Yanyu heard this,
A moment of awkwardness flashed across her face. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The Holy Spirit takes a deep breath.

Recalling his daughter's heart-wrenching cries, he mustered his courage again and asked the old man...
"Isn't this against the rules?"

"Are you questioning me?" the old man said coldly, his hands behind his back, the withered backs of his hands resembling the sharp claws of a hawk.

"I dare not." Holy Spirit lowered his head, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"At twenty-six, you're still only a sixth-level assassin. If you had more talent and strength, Cai'er wouldn't have been burdened with such a heavy responsibility."

Saint Moon said calmly.

These words caused the Holy Spirit to feel even greater shame, and his heart was filled with self-reproach, like mosquitoes gnawing at his soul.

"Since you dare to ask, then I will answer you." Saint Moon gazed at the cave, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
"The Child of Reincarnation left a will stating that as long as one inherits the Reincarnation Furnace and the Reincarnation Sword, one can raise one's inner spiritual power to one hundred!"

"I'm not willing to gamble on whether Yan Qianqiu can break through 100, but it's a sure thing that Cai'er can improve from 93 to 100."

The Holy Spirit nodded silently.

He now understands why his grandfather did this, and if it were him, he would also choose to let Cai'er inherit the business.

Saint Moon's pupils were pitch black, as if reflecting the darkness of a cave. He murmured to himself,

"Cai'er, I've eaten more salt than you've walked roads."

Sword God Ye Wushang slept with his sword at the age of three, practiced swordsmanship at the age of five, and eventually became an unparalleled sword god. Cai'er, you are definitely no worse than him.

No matter what, Yan Qianqiu has no blood relation to me whatsoever. In the end, I still lean towards you, Cai'er.

We didn't have these conditions back then; I'm doing this all for your own good.

The blazing sun, which had hung high in the sky, moved downwards.
For some reason, the towering trees on the Demon-Suppressing Mountain Range grew crooked, casting shadows that covered the young children.

Yan Qianqiu walked alone through the Samsara Sword Formation.
He could sense the dark cave right in front of him, and three people standing not far away, including the Holy Spirit Heart that had just blocked his way.

"How did you manage to find this place?" Saint Moon frowned slightly.

He had actually realized it long ago, which is why he sent the Holy Spirit over; his grandson was not a good-tempered person.

Lan Yanyu didn't tell her husband about the divine favor of reincarnation because he had given her permission beforehand.

"It is fate," Yan Qianqiu replied.

The old man turned to look at the boy. He had long noticed that this child was extraordinary, or rather, many elders of the Assassin's Temple valued this child.

His temperament is unlike that of an ordinary child.

Early intelligence

It's like someone who is born with knowledge.

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted. He was astonished to discover that the child had double pupils and six deep, mysterious lines on his forehead.

Yan Qianqiu passed through the three people.
Looking at the pitch-black cave, without the slightest hesitation or fear, they rushed inside.

The Holy Spirit was unmoved.

It was Lan Yanyu who moved. Just as she turned around to block the boy, the terrifying killing intent of the Reincarnation Sword swept around the woman.

Like the sword of Damocles,
Hanging above the head.

Lan Yanyu dared not move and could only let the boy go in.

Yan Qianqiu fell into the cave, his body enveloped by icy killing intent, but there was no hostility. Instead, it was as if he were hiding in an ice chamber in the middle of summer.

The woman in the azure magic robe bit her lip. "Grandpa, won't his rushing in affect Cai'er's absorption of the Reincarnation Furnace?"

“No, the physiques of the Goddess of Reincarnation and the Saintess of Reincarnation are of the same origin,” Saint Moon said.

"What I mean is, what if he steals my daughter's Reincarnation Furnace, preventing Cai'er's talent from reaching its maximum potential?" Lan Yanyu's eyes flashed with worry.

Saint Moon shook his head. "He didn't awaken his killing intent. He doesn't even have innate spiritual power. How could he accommodate the Reincarnation Furnace? You must know that's a furnace of spiritual power."

Hear this,

Lan Yanyu gently touched her chest and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As Yan Qianqiu stepped into the pitch-black cave, where it was impossible to see his own hand in front of his face, the darkness before his eyes could no longer obscure his vision when he tried to focus on his surroundings.

Somewhere in the cave,
The exquisitely beautiful little girl lay quietly in the corner, her body curled up, her two arms, stained with black ash, hugging her calves.

My body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Cai'er?" he called softly.

Seeing the girl trembling, Yan Qianqiu's heart was gripped tightly. Knowing the future, he knew all of this was in vain.

A ninth-tier powerhouse has a lifespan of three to four hundred years, yet he cannot protect a child's childhood.
Moreover, divine favor has awakened.

You could have raised your talent stat to 100.

If it weren't for the lingering attachment in Cai'er's heart, she would have chosen suicide long ago amidst the endless cycle of torment.

He quickly walked to the girl's side.

He reached out and grasped Cai'er's hand, only to discover that the child was terrifyingly cold all over.

This underground cave was pitch black.

There was not a ray of light.

The chill came from all directions, and how could a little girl dressed in thin clothes possibly bear it?

Yan Qianqiu took off his clothes and wrapped them around the girl, then hugged Cai'er from behind.

He absolutely could not accept that the girl's personality had changed drastically and that she hated and resented him.

"Qianqiu...brother?"

A husky voice escaped softly from those pink lips. She smelled the familiar warmth, and a look of joy appeared on her pretty face. "You've come to see Cai'er?"

"I will stay by your side, please believe me," Yan Qianqiu said softly.

His heart was filled with heartache.

"Am I dreaming?" Cai'er murmured.

"Just like the story Aunt Luo told, the little match girl lit up her hope, only to find out it was all an illusion when she froze to death."

"how come?"

He reached out and gently pinched Cai'er's little cheek.

It's very cold.

But it's also very soft.

“I’m hungry… Cai’er’s stomach is empty, and I want to eat Aunt Luo’s cooking… I’m never a picky eater, and Aunt Luo always praises me as a good child.”

She closed her eyes, her pink lips slightly parted.

"I have some candy on me, do you want some?" Although he said this, he had already taken out a fruit ball wrapped in candy wrapper from his pocket.

A sweet aroma filled the cave.

“Yes,” Cai’er said with a serene smile, “I want my brother to feed me.”

"it is good."

He peeled off the candy coating and gently brought it to Cai'er's lips.

The girl opened her mouth and put the candy in it.

The sweetness of the candy diluted the darkness of the cave, and with someone by her side, she no longer felt afraid, even in the pitch-black darkness.

"Brother, you eat too."

"Ah."

"Brother, although I am also afraid of the dark, I am even more afraid that you will abandon Cai'er." Thinking of this, her soft sobs could be heard.

The air became even more humid.

The early chapters will depict Cai'er's unhappy childhood, but from the eighth chapter on Cai'er's awakening onwards, there will be no more suffering.

The entire book is filled with exhilarating battles and sweet romance.

I've read some fanfiction, and the main characters all help Cai'er forgive her parents.

But do people like Sheng Lingxin and Lan Yanyu truly deserve to be forgiven?
If Long Haochen weren't Long Xingyu's son, he probably would have been killed by that despicable couple long ago.

If Cherrie hadn't been so lucky, she probably would have chosen to commit suicide in secret long ago.

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(End of this chapter)