I want to capture the heroine after traveling through time

Li Xilian dragged her slightly exhausted body back to her room and quickly cast aside her chaotic thoughts about Han Qiu. She headed straight for her closet and carefully searched, finally finding a set of soft, comfortable pajamas. Then, she took the pajamas and walked lightly into the bathroom, intending to thoroughly wash off the smell of cooking fumes.

Yet, at the same moment, in another place, a completely different scene unfolded. Han Qiu sat quietly at the desk in her guest room. Her slender, white fingers lifted slightly, and spiritual energy, gleaming with dazzling golden light, like a nimble thread, gently shifted and transformed as her fingers moved, slowly sketching a wondrous scene in the air that only she could imagine.

Hanqiu's brow furrowed slightly, her eyes a look of deep thought. She couldn't understand why Ling Linyi and his group of systems held such a strong and hostile attitude towards her. It felt as if they held some deep-seated grudge. Especially Ling Linyi, the leader of the mysterious System World, who had deliberately concealed her identity and approached Li Xilian. What hidden secrets lay within this? These questions swirled and magnified in Hanqiu's mind, gradually making it impossible for her to suppress her inner urge to find out.

For some reason, an inexplicable intuition surged from the depths of Han Qiu's soul, growing stronger and stronger—this incident was definitely inextricably linked to him! It was even possible that Ling Linyi's previously unbelievable words had actually happened to him, but for some reason he had forgotten. With such unwavering faith and determination to uncover the truth, Han Qiu secretly vowed in his heart that no matter how many hardships and thorns the road ahead might hold, even if it meant facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, he would never retreat!

You know, Lianlian is involved in this matter! Therefore, there is absolutely no room for carelessness. Hanqiu's heart tightened when he thought of the dangers and difficulties Lianlian might face.

She slowly raised her hand and waved it gently. The clues she had so carefully outlined instantly dissipated like clouds blown away by the wind. The silk thread that had once shimmered with dazzling golden light now seemed to have lost its vitality. As the breeze blew, the shimmering light gradually disappeared into the air.

Han Qiu flashed, appearing in Ling Linyi's room in an instant. However, none of this escaped Ling Linyi's keen perception; she had sensed Han Qiu's arrival the moment she arrived. She decisively cut off her ongoing call with Lin Muyi with her spiritual sense, then sat upright by the bed, her eyes coldly fixed on the woman who had suddenly intruded.

"Lord God, what brings you here? I'm sorry that I didn't go out to greet you. It was really impolite." Ling Linyi's words were neither salty nor bland, and there was no trace of enthusiasm in his voice.

Despite Ling Linyi's lukewarm attitude, Han Qiu remained unmoved. She continued to gaze calmly at the woman before her. At this moment, as Han Qiu carefully scrutinized Ling Linyi's cold face, a mysterious, blurry figure suddenly and without warning emerged from the depths of her mind. This figure, shrouded in a hazy gray hue, seemed veiled in mist. It stood quietly, its figure erect like a pine tree, its head held high, as it called out to the graceful figure above, also shrouded in gray: "Emperor's mercy!"

The figure on the higher ground slowly turned upon hearing the sound and cast its gaze downwards. However, due to the gray mist obscuring its true features, it was impossible to discern its true features. One could only vaguely sense its equally gray, indistinct mouth slightly open, and a questioning voice emanated, "Xiao Ling, did you successfully complete this mission?"

"Of course! I always complete the mission quickly and brilliantly." The gray figure below responded, her voice clear and melodious, tinged with pride and confidence. Meanwhile, the figure above seemed unconcerned about the mission itself, more genuinely delighted to see her arrival. Their originally brisk tone grew even more cheerful, and even their pace quickened noticeably as they descended the steps. As they approached, their outstretched hand gently stroked the gray figure's head, a gesture of tenderness and intimacy.

At that moment, the scene froze without warning, as if time itself had frozen. Han Qiu's brows furrowed into a deep furrow, her eyes filled with confusion and worry. She wondered to herself, "That person named 'Xiao Ling' could very well be Ling Linyi!" But what was going on? Why did this name suddenly pop up in her mind?

At the same time, another name—Di Lian—passed through Han Qiu's mind like a flash of lightning. She couldn't help but feel confused. Why did she have such a deep impression of this name? A series of questions flooded her mind, and Han Qiu's expression gradually became painful.

The overwhelming torrent of memories surged like a surging tide, fiercely battering her soul. Each impact brought piercing pain, piercing the deepest part of her soul. Han Qiu was completely unable to resist this overwhelming force, feeling as if her soul was being torn apart. Finally, under another fierce attack, her soul was forcibly shattered, a huge crack appeared!

Instantly, Han Qiu could no longer support herself, her entire body trembling violently as if struck hard. Instinctively, she reached out and clutched her head, desperately trying to soothe the excruciating pain. However, it was all in vain; the pain persisted. Finally, Han Qiu collapsed to the ground, curled up in a ball, and convulsed.

Ling Linyi, standing by, was stunned by this sudden scene. She hadn't even made a move, yet this person had inexplicably collapsed? Was he deliberately trying to blackmail her? Suspicious, Ling Linyi stepped forward, ready to investigate.

However, as she gradually moved closer to Han Qiu, a strange feeling suddenly came over her. She had originally thought that everything was under control, but now she was keenly aware that things were far from as easy as they seemed.

Looking closely, Han Qiu's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, devoid of any color. Large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead like beads from a broken string. Furthermore, from time to time, a low, painful groan escaped from Han Qiu's mouth. The sound was like a wail from the depths of hell, terrifying to the very ears. There was no doubt that Han Qiu was facing an extremely severe and difficult predicament.

Faced with this situation, Hanqiu had no time to attend to the questions and concerns of others. She could only hold her head tightly with one hand, while the other struggled to hold onto the wall beside her to maintain her balance. Shockingly, Hanqiu's fingers dug deep into the incredibly solid wall, as if it were not made of solid material but soft, brittle clay. Even more astonishing, these walls, made of a new, special new energy material developed with the latest technology, were so-called indestructible that they could not even hold out for a second under Hanqiu's overwhelming force, instantly turning into a cloud of flying ash.

Witnessing this scene, Ling Linyi on the side couldn't help but tremble all over, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: "If Han Qiu completely loses control at this moment, I am afraid it will be impossible to subdue him with my own strength!" You know, as the main god, Han Qiu possesses power that can destroy the world. Even if countless small worlds unite, it is difficult to effectively contain him.