Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Lei Yuncheng wanted Xue Lan to stay for dinner, but Lord Wolf King politely declined.

"If you keep me here now, aren't you afraid the Feathered Clan will call you a spineless coward and a sycophant?"

Lei Yuncheng glanced at Xue Lan, his expression rather speechless:

"What, did you encounter someone who stood up to you in the outside world this time, Lord Changjun, after you came out of seclusion?"

"Well..." Xue Lan paused for a moment when asked, "No, not really."

"Then what am I afraid of? All crows under the sky are black. Xi'er, prepare a banquet."

Lei Chuxi obediently went out to give the instructions. Lei Yuncheng watched his grandson's departing figure and suddenly spoke:

"I know I'm not good at raising children."

He lost his daughter in middle age, and that child left him, this old man, with a pair of chicks crying for food. They huddled together in the nest, chirping away.

At first, he would cry whenever he saw them, thinking that the little bird he had raised would never come back to call him father.

After that, he gradually learned to raise them on his own. Lei Chuxi and Lei Chuzhen were both very talented and sensible. He was always very at ease.

But his true love...

The little bird that most resembled his daughter—Lei Yuncheng gave her the best of everything, but forgot that she had always been a sensitive and delicate child.

Lei Chuzhen died because of her inner demons, and Lei Chuxi was also left with inner demons because of this incident. Although he kept trying to comfort himself as a parent, the boy kept blaming himself in his heart.

Trapped in the trial where his sister died, he could never escape and was unable to cultivate the lightning magic of the Thunder Roc clan.

Lei Yuncheng pressured Lei Chuxi and tried every means to get him out of this situation.

But after going around in circles, all efforts were in vain.

"In desperation, I sent him to participate in the Wan Gong Fang trial, hoping that he could gain an opportunity in the secret realm and get out of his predicament."

The old man's hoarse voice carried a hint of joy.

"Fortunately, he met the master during the trial."

"This is the best decision you've ever made." Xue Lan smiled at the old man. "Lei Yuncheng, do you know what Ao Zhu said to me after she beat you up back then?"

The old man asked curiously, "What did they say?"

Xue Lan recalled the Dragon Girl's words at that time, carefully choosing her words, her tone light and cheerful:

"Lei Yuncheng is too vengeful and petty."

The old man's face immediately fell: "Nonsense."

"That's not nonsense!"

Xue Lan retorted to Lei Yuncheng: "If you weren't so petty, you wouldn't have gotten beaten up by her again after asking someone to help you."

"And not only was she petty before, she still is..."

Lei Yuncheng was slightly taken aback.

Xue Lan's desolate gaze fell on him, her gray eyes devoid of light, yet seemingly revealing the old man's entire life.

Lei Yuncheng wanted to refute, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time and could only let Lord Wolf King judge.

"When two people caught in the middle are licking each other's wounds, how can they possibly break the deadlock?"

“You’re even more reluctant to part with that little girl than Lei Chuxi.”

The walls he had built around his heart over the years crumbled with a deafening roar, and all Lei Yuncheng could hear were the continuous sounds of shattering.

The old man raised his hand to shield his eyes: "She left me with a little image of her."

Xue Lan remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"I know."

When Xue Cheng died, he left her with only one child.

The pain in his heart was unspeakable, because Xue Lan only had a young Xue Ji at the time, and no one else could understand the pain of losing a loved one.

The clan elders cannot, nor can other demon clans in the Northern Region.

The empathy that Xue Lan wanted at that time could only be achieved by that child.

But what could she possibly say to a child?

He was so small then, a wolf cub whose milk teeth hadn't even fully grown in yet, hiding and crying secretly.

It was from that time that Xue Lan began to loathe war.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the invincible Lord Changjun of the Northern Region had actually grown weary of all war.

Xue Lan began to long for the possibility of dying in battle.

Just as his inner demons had always hoped, he drew his sword and shattered the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, ultimately dying in battle.

Xue Lan had to admit that her inner demons carried all her impulsive thoughts.

Her high spirits, her extraordinary talent, her hope for life, and her determination to die.

More pure and resolute than her, more free and unrestrained than her.

Lei Yuncheng heard Xue Lan speak softly:

"When will this end..."

It was as if he was asking Lei Yuncheng, or perhaps he was asking himself.

Xue Tong gently tugged at Xue Lan's sleeve:

"Xue Lan!"

"what happened?"

Xue Lan winked at her: "Hungry?"

Little Tong transmitted her voice: "In your eyes, all I do is eat, right?"

"No, you're talking nonsense. Where is it?"

Xue Lan laughed and denied it, then looked at Lei Yuncheng: "I'm a little hungry. Your food takes forever to cook?"

Lei Yuncheng: "I'll go and urge them."

The old man strode outside and caught Lei Chuxi, who was eavesdropping, at the door.

Xue Lan feigned surprise and covered her mouth: "Wow, the truth game."

Lei Yuncheng: "I really hate Yi Lang."

"The food at their house is awful!"

Above the ethereal clouds, Xue Tong uttered those words for the fifth time, and, unable to contain her anger, took a candied hawthorn from Xue Lan's sleeve and began to gnaw on it.

"It's even worse than the zombie vegetables in your sleeve."

Xue Lan: Such a low evaluation.

After munching on the candied hawthorn like a hamster, Xiao Tong squinted and scrutinized Xue Lan:

What did you mean by what you said earlier?

Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine and quickly laughed it off: "What are you saying? I don't..."

"When will this end..."

His own voice interrupted Xue Lan's words. Lord Wolf King abruptly turned his head and looked at the small screen in the air:

Why do you record everything?

Little Tong declared confidently, "Record as much as you want! If you don't like it, you can complain to your mom!"

Xue Lan reached out her hand: "Give me a way to contact her!"

Xue Tong wrote her a string of strange symbols, eleven in total, which Xue Lan couldn't understand.

Little Tong said in a sinister tone, "Go ahead, I'll tell you a secret... my mother hates children who lie!"

Xue Lan changed the subject: "Then I won't file a complaint."

Xue Tong jumped up immediately: "Shrinking back so quickly must mean you're hiding something!"

"Xue Lan, tell me honestly, are you just pretending to be positive all along?"

Lord Wolf clutched his head: "No, not at all."

Xue Tong pulled a copy of "The Wolf King's Breeding Manual" from his sleeve, flipping through it rapidly while muttering to himself:

"There was no absolute certainty; adding a sentence after that would just be sophistry."

"You're making excuses."

Xue Lan decided to complain to the main system first, but before she could speak, she heard the woman's cold voice: "I can't do anything about it."

Xue Lan: "Isn't she your employee?"

Main System: "Didn't you restore her memories?"

The Wolf King choked to death on the spot, but the main system had no intention of letting her go:

"My lord, this is their own doing, they deserve to die."

Lord Wolf King swiftly severed the connection, then blinked and looked pitifully at Xue Tong:

"You know, I've been alone since I was little..."

Xue Tong: Here we go again!!!

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I have a stomachache once a month, so I'll postpone the double update to tomorrow (bowing deeply).