After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

Then the woman and child slowly woke up. The woman's reaction was similar to the man's, but the child, nestled in the woman's arms, stared at them with wide, curious eyes.

The man and woman exchanged a glance, then led the child to Chi Yi and the others, and bowed respectfully.

The man said, "Thank you all for saving my life. If I am ever needed in the future, I will certainly do my utmost!"

Chi Yi and the others looked at them, exchanged glances, and finally Hua Rongyi stepped forward and said with a smile, "No need to be polite, it was just a small favor."

Why Hua Rongyi? Because he's the oldest in this group, twenty-five years old this year. Then there's Yun Fan, who is also twenty-five but five months younger than him. After that, there's Jin Haoyu, twenty-four years old, Bai Shu, twenty-three years old, Kong Bai, twenty-two years old, Ling Lili, twenty-one years old, and Chi Yi, twenty years old.

"Regardless, we will always remember this kindness, and we will definitely repay you all if we have the opportunity," the man said sincerely.

Hua Rongyi: "There's no rush, we can talk about it later. I wonder why you brought a child to the inner perimeter of Sunset Abyss, Fellow Daoist Han? Why didn't you hire a mercenary group to protect you?"

Just as the man was about to speak, the child next to him suddenly made a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.

The little boy blinked his big, watery eyes at the woman holding his hand and said, "Mommy, I'm hungry~"

The woman squatted down and coaxed him softly, "Little Bao, bear with it for a little while, okay? Mommy will go find you something to eat in a bit." She patted his head affectionately.

Xiao Bao nodded obediently.

Ling Lili took a piece of leftover roasted meat from yesterday, quickly heated it up with her fire spiritual power, then walked up to the woman, handed her the meat, and said, "Fellow Daoist, if you don't mind the taste, give some to the child first."

The woman happily accepted it and thanked her, saying, "No problem, no problem, thank you!"

Xiao Bao obediently said, "Thank you, sister!"

Ling Lili smiled gently at him, "You're welcome, go and eat!"

The woman led the baby to a nearby rock and sat down, slowly feeding him meat.

The man's gaze followed the mother and child until they sat down before he looked away and said, "This is a long story..."

Hua Rongyi spoke up: "Since that's the case, Fellow Daoist Han, let's sit down and talk slowly."

"it is good."

The group sat in a circle, introduced themselves, and then all eyes were on the man, ready to hear his story.

The man began, "My name is Han Qi. These are my Daoist partner Lin Su and my son Xiao Bao. The story begins twenty years ago..."

twenty years ago.

Han Qi was practicing in his room when suddenly a flying knife shot towards him from outside the window. Han Qi quickly caught the knife.

"Who?!" Han Qi got up and immediately left the room, only to see a dark figure gradually flying away.

Han Qi didn't have time to think and immediately chased after him.

As Han Qi chased after the shadowy figure, he suddenly realized that the figure was deliberately leading him out of the city. He thought that it might be dangerous for him to go alone, so he gradually slowed down his pursuit.

At this moment, Han Qi's father, Han Wu, noticed something was wrong and led his men to catch up: "Qi'er, you go home first, Dad will go after them."

Han Qi thought to himself, "My father is a Nascent Soul cultivator! And he brought so many people with him this time, so there shouldn't be any problems."

So he turned around with a sense of relief and went home.

However, no one expected that just one day later, a terrible piece of news would reach the Han family—Han Qi's father had disappeared!

This sudden news shocked everyone, and Han Qi was extremely anxious.

He immediately dispatched a large number of people to search everywhere, but the result was extremely disappointing: people outside said that with his father's cultivation level, if he really encountered danger, he would probably only survive by a hair's breadth.

But Han Qi refused to believe these words, firmly believing that his father would not die easily.

So he continued to search for clues relentlessly, hoping to find his father as soon as possible.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, one day, a body was discovered in a river outside the city.

After identification, the body was found to be Han Qi's long-lost father, Han Wu!

When this cruel reality was laid bare before them, Han Qi and his mother were devastated, as if struck by lightning.

From then on, Han's mother, Qiu Sitong, was depressed all day long, and her health became weaker and weaker.

Seeing his mother's increasingly gaunt face, Han Qi felt heartbroken but was helpless.

Not only that, Han Qi also has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of managing family affairs, and at the same time, he has to find out the real murderer who killed his father.

These days felt like an eternity to him, leaving him utterly exhausted...

Little did they know that there is no such thing as the most painful, only more painful.

One day, he received news that there was information about the murderer of his father and that he needed to go out. His mother, Qiu Sitong, saw him off at the gate, her eyes full of reluctance. She held his hand and said, "Qi'er, you must be very careful on this journey. Your mother cannot lose you again!"

Han Qi said solemnly, "Mother, don't worry, I will return safely!"

Han Qi left with two-thirds of the top players in his family, unaware that this departure would be their last.

Han Qi spent several days arriving at his destination, only to discover that the news was false. Han Qi immediately realized something was wrong and led his men back.

The journey out went smoothly, but the return trip was fraught with constant attacks, resulting in the loss of more than half of the people they had brought out.

When he finally made it home after a long and arduous journey, he found the entire Han family had been wiped out.

He stared wide-eyed at everything in disbelief, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Overwhelmed with grief and anger, he could not accept this cruel reality: he had only been away from home for half a month when he was separated from his family by death!

Standing in the courtyard filled with corpses, he knelt down with a thud, holding his mother's body, repeatedly calling out, "Mother~ Your son is back~ Wake up, Mother..." Tears welled up in his eyes like a burst dam, and heart-wrenching pain spread from his chest to every corner of his body.

Han Qi handled the funeral arrangements for his family members amidst immense grief.

In the days that followed, he would occasionally go to his parents' room to reminisce about them.

One day, Han Qi was in his parents' room reminiscing about when he was a child and he was angry with his father, complaining that he was always busy and didn't play with him.

The little boy hid under the bed, watching the servants search for him everywhere, but he wouldn't come out. In the end, his mother found him.

Han Qi suddenly remembered that when he hid it, there was a puzzle box under the bed board. He couldn't open it at the time and accidentally bumped his head. He thought about asking his parents what it was, but children forget things easily, and he forgot it as soon as he came out.

Han Qi squatted down and reached under the bed. After groping around for a while, he finally found the box.

I tried to pull it off, but I couldn't. It was clearly attached to the bed frame.

Left with no other choice, Han Qi laid the entire bed flat to reveal the box.

There was a groove on the box, which was obviously a keyhole. It looked familiar, and it took me a while to remember that it was the shape of the jade pendant around his neck.