Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

The next morning, when the old butler rushed into the study carrying the two unusual tokens, Master Xie's reaction was surprisingly calm.

He tremblingly reached out his aged hand and took the warm jade.

A peaceful and nourishing aura instantly flowed through the meridians of his palms and throughout his body, miraculously calming his mind, which had been restless and agitated by fear and anxiety for many days.

Master Jie's cloudy yet still sharp eyes were fixed intently on the crimson-gold lamp flower, formed from spiritual energy and still slowly rotating.

“Golden lantern flower, the flower of the autumn festival…” He murmured, recalling the records in ancient books, his eyes surging with emotions, “praying for the return of the gods, symbolizing the endless cycle of life; its nature can be used as medicine, which is in line with the reality of healing and protection.”

At that moment, he, who prided himself on his intelligence, suddenly realized...

It turns out that Ah Xian's seemingly nonchalant decision was actually a solemn extradition.

It is not only about severing the entanglements of "unrighteousness," but also about "praying for a brighter future."

What may seem like an undeniable and ruthless separation to outsiders is, in reality, the strongest possible "continuation" of life for this child.

Everything has its own destiny...

Other guests present at the time angrily retorted: "Hey, you from the Xie family, don't be so ungrateful for getting the benefits!"

We're in Versailles now, and we still haven't made any contact with the Ghost Spirit Gate.

Jie Jiu's deep sense of loss and emptiness still lingered, the empty cradle silently piercing his aged heart.

But at the same time, there's a sense of relief that's been brewing for so long, a feeling of uncertainty that's finally been resolved, and a secret joy that my grandson might truly be free from his fate and receive genuine "blessings."

Like a gentle, warm current, it welled up in my heart, weaving together a complex, indescribable, yet undeniably real sense of relief.

His withered fingers repeatedly caressed the warm jade pendant. After a long while, he sighed softly in a hoarse, almost broken voice:

"They're gone...it's good they've gone."

May his future be as bright and promising as a lamp, shining brightly and endlessly.

( ′??)?(._.`) Pat pat~

At that moment, Xie Lianhuan stood silently outside the door, observing the complex expression on his father's face—a mixture of loss and relief.

And the golden lantern flower on the desk, which replaced all the eerie legends and was full of vitality and sacred meaning, was all in sight.

Even though she had overheard everything with the old man's tacit permission, she unexpectedly received a loving touch from her father!

o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓ I slapped the table and laughed wildly!

The strength is just right, it doesn't hurt your brain!

At this point, Xie Lianhuan suddenly understood.

As for "Mr. Jade," whose actions were unpredictable and whose methods were extraordinary, yet whose actions contained such profound meaning and compassionate gentleness in the details, his respect and curiosity instantly reached an unprecedented peak!

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Mr. Yu's strength is unfathomable, yet he possesses a benevolent heart. His vision and perspective far surpass the petty scheming within the Nine Gates.

Xie Lianhuan turned away silently, his face hidden in the shadows, his expression unreadable, a new plan already forming in his mind—

It seems that their initial attempts to manipulate or guide the fight against the Ghost Spirit Sect were utterly futile in the face of this behemoth that directly confronts the mastermind behind it all, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

But then I thought, if... if it were possible, the feeling of being carried by such a strong person and winning without lifting a finger should... not be bad at all?

Wei Wuxian: The little fox in the old fox's house~ is even more mischievous.

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All of this undercurrent was completely unknown to the mother and son who had finally left the Xie family, that cesspool of corruption.

In the western suburbs of Beijing, verdant mountains rise one after another, their forests deep and secluded. Within this seemingly pristine natural landscape...

Holding the still-sleeping baby, Wei Wuxian walked unhindered through a dense forest naturally embraced by ancient trees, as if the surrounding plants possessed a spirit, not even letting a single branch fall.

In an instant, a single step can make all the difference!

The surrounding light seemed to be gently twisted by an invisible force, and the mountain mist gathered and dispersed like gauze, blurring the boundary between reality and illusion.

At this moment, Madam Xie—no, she was finally relieved that she no longer had to bear her husband's name and that they shared the same surname—was truly fortunate.

Without losing herself, Ms. Jieyun gazed in amazement at the scene before her.

"Hidden Life" is just as its name suggests, truly hidden outside the hustle and bustle of this world, quietly nestled in lush vitality!

The view before me suddenly opened up, with abundant spiritual energy flowing through it. In layman's terms, it was a paradise on earth; with each breath, one felt refreshed and clear-headed—a perfect place for health and wellness!

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The architectural layout follows ancient methods, yet subtly incorporates profound mysteries. Pavilions and towers blend seamlessly with the natural mountain terrain, and a faint radiance can be seen flowing between the eaves and brackets.

A clear spring meanders around the rocks, flowing into a pond shimmering with a spiritual aura. Several meditation rooms are half-hidden behind a bamboo grove, their exteriors rustic, yet their interiors subtly radiate a soft, technologically advanced light.

The last rays of the setting sun bathed the white walls and gray tiles in a warm golden glow, and the lights in the courtyard gradually came on—some were paper lanterns, emitting a soft yellow light.

Some, however, are motion-sensor lights embedded under the eaves, which automatically adjust their brightness according to changes in the sky.

On the western training ground, where those with keen hearing and eyesight were present, Jin Yan was adjusting the parameters of the holographic firing range. The data flashing on the screen contrasted beautifully with the rising smoke from the incense burner in the distance to the east.

Smart sensor lampposts stand beside the bluestone path, their rustic design concealing holographic projections—all new creations of Qianheng and Zhisheng, recycled and reused by a certain little one!

Beside the pavilion with its upturned eaves, a futuristic, silver-white building stands quietly. Through its floor-to-ceiling windows, one can see various modified, sophisticated pieces of equipment, completely different from those circulating in the outside world.

Weapon forgers like Xu Zhu and Yan Ling never stop their inspiration.

On the training ground, traditional archery targets and holographic shooting ranges were set up side by side, and several sniper rifles enhanced with runes gleamed coldly on weapon racks—it was unclear who was researching this new field, or perhaps, everyone was.

ヽ(￣w￣(￣w￣〃)ゝ

Everywhere you look, the space retains the ethereal charm of a blessed land, while also revealing the timeless design of a child in the details.↗

That's right, the adults in the family still prefer to specialize in their own fields and are too lazy to do it themselves, so they have to "exploit" child labor!

o·(?w?)?o·?.

Little Lingwu at this moment: Pretty baby, I'm here! Your new home is freshly baked!

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As Jie Yun gazed at Ling Wu, the cheerful and lively boy with pigtails who had appeared beside Wei Wuxian in the distance, a gentle smile unconsciously spread across her lips.

She quietly concealed her surprise and the weight of the past, carefully hiding them deep within her heart.

Pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth is something the Xie family excels at, but they're just a little more sincere here.

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Here, she lived next door to another mother, Pema, as if their meeting had been preordained by fate.

Pema, a Tibetan doctor from the snowy plateau, has skin of a warm bronze hue, weathered by the long winds and scorching sun of the highlands. Her eyes are as serene as an ancient sacred lake, reflecting the purest sky.

Bearing the blood of the King of Hell, her fingers, grinding herbs, carried a bitter fragrance; every movement contained an ancient rhythm.

Beside her stood Jie Yun, a beauty seemingly emerging from a picturesque landscape of Jiangnan. Her eyes and brows were as radiant as distant mountains after rain, and her elegant cheongsam accentuated her willow-like figure. Her every step seemed to carry the gentle grace of apricot blossoms in the light rain.

These two mothers, with their distinctly different temperaments and personalities, found an unspoken resonance and tranquility in the courtyard of "Hidden Life."

They tacitly avoided discussing the mysteries of the place, instead pouring their tenderness into the children, maintaining this understanding and "love" that transcended words.

There's no way around it; there are countless pitiful children born and raised in the Hidden Life world, so how could any mother not feel soft-hearted?

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