Li Shiyin and Chasing the Wind were playing and running to this side of Sword Washing Lake. Seeing Qin Ran still sleeping, she had a mischievous idea and made a silencing gesture to Chasing the Wind.
Chasing the Wind was not a good kid either. Knowing Li Shiyin wanted to make trouble, he hurriedly raised his two paws to cover his mouth.
Li Shiyin tiptoed over to Qin Ran and first waved her hand in front of Qin Ran’s eyes to test his reaction. Seeing no response, she tried hard not to laugh as she gently pulled out the half-carved little tiger woodcarving from Qin Ran’s hand.
She held up the woodcarving in her hand as if she had accomplished something great, silently showing off to Chasing the Wind. Although Chasing the Wind had his mouth covered, the smile and admiration leaked out from his big eyes. He totally approved of Li Shiyin’s feat at that moment... it was indeed amazing to snatch something from dad.
After a brief moment of smugness, Li Shiyin still felt unsatisfied. She threw the woodcarving for Chasing the Wind to play with and looked back at Qin Ran. It was rare for master to be in such deep sleep, she had to seize the opportunity.
She originally wanted to showcase her painting talents on Qin Ran’s face, but there was no brush and ink around. Then an idea came to her. She pressed her hand on Qin Ran’s nose and pushed hard, making his nostrils flip up like a pig’s nose.
“Chasing the Wind... Chasing the Wind...” She whispered urgently to call Chasing the Wind over.
With the woodcarving in his mouth, Chasing the Wind came over and saw Qin Ran’s pig nose look. He laughed but couldn’t restrain his strength, crushing the woodcarving in his mouth into pieces.
“Ah... Bleh Bleh...” He hurriedly spit out the wood scraps in his mouth.
“Stupid tiger!” Li Shiyin pouted.
She let go of Qin Ran’s nose, wanting to pull some more interesting pranks, but she suddenly realized something. Her face paled in fright as she reached out to check Qin Ran’s breathing through his nose.
“Ah!” She screamed, her face instantly losing color...
Qin Ran, had stopped breathing!
“Chasing Wind! Master...” She couldn’t get the words out, “Master is dead again!”
“What?” Chasing the Wind still felt uncomfortable with a mouth full of scraps and asked vaguely.
In shock and fear, Li Shiyin touched Qin Ran’s face. It was icy cold without elasticity, as if he had been dead for a long time.
She was so frightened that she staggered backwards, knocking over Qin Ran’s body to slide off the chair limply.
“Master!” She covered her mouth and cried out, “He’s dead!”
“Huh?” Chasing the Wind finally heard clearly and saw Qin Ran’s state. His eyes widened as he roared furiously, “Roar!!!”
Hearing Chasing the Wind’s cry alerted the other people at Dan Peak. Tushan Youyou flashed out from the fox hole behind the mountain, appearing by the lake in an instant.
Seeing Qin Ran lying there intact without any wounds yet had stopped breathing, she frowned and asked: “When did he become like this?”
“Just now...” Unlike her usual tough self, Li Shiyin felt weak facing her master’s death and could only cry, “I only wanted to play a joke on master, squeezing his nose... wu wu...”
She spoke a few words between sobs, unable to provide any useful information. Tushan Youyou ignored her and squatted down in front of Qin Ran to carefully examine his condition.
Qin Ran’s skin tone was still normal and his body showed no signs of wounds. As for poison...
Tushan Youyou looked to Long Qiqi who just ran over from the research building and asked: “Check if Qin Ran is poisoned?”
Long Qiqi thoroughly inspected Qin Ran and shook her head: “No poison detected.”
No wounds, no poison, it had to be some secret art unknown to her, Tushan Youyou contemplated.
On the lakeside, Chasing the Wind paced around, emitting a fierce aura all over. Hearing Tushan Youyou analyze Qin Ran’s cause of death, he came over and said: “Dad... is gone!”
Seeing the ominous aura surrounding Chasing the Wind, Tushan Youyou felt a chill. She sensed Chasing the Wind seemed to know something but couldn’t articulate it clearly in his rage.
“What are you trying to say?” She asked Chasing the Wind.
Chasing the Wind paced wildly for two more steps before suddenly turning back and uttering: “Soul...”
“His soul was taken away!” Tushan Youyou understood, “Someone seized Qin Ran’s soul!”
Hearing the soul was taken, Li Shiyin corrected with sobs: “It’s Primordial Spirit...”
They at Dan Peak had secret arts allowing Qi Refining cultivators to condense Primordial Spirits.
“Primordial Spirit?” Long Qiqi thought of something and looked at the slender willow branch beside them.
“That is... the Devouring Demon Willow!” She exclaimed.
In an instant, all four people present looked at that unassuming little willow branch, the Devouring Demon Willow!
“Roar!”
Unable to restrain himself, Chasing the Wind raised his paws and swiped at the Devouring Demon Willow. “Pa!” With a wave of her sleeve, Tushan Youyou blasted Chasing the Wind flying, sending him into the center of Sword Washing Lake.
“What are you doing?!” Frenzied in the water, Chasing the Wind charged back even quicker, opening his bloody maw full of four terrifying fangs, accurately biting at Tushan Youyou’s neck.
Facing the berserk Chasing the Wind pouncing at her, Tushan Youyou remained perfectly calm. Five fluffy white tails suddenly emerged from her back, innocently curling out one tail to wrap around Chasing the Wind, suspending him midair.
“You, bad person!” Though bound, Chasing the Wind kept struggling and scolded loudly.
“If it really was the Devouring Demon Willow’s doing, then there’s a high chance Qin Ran’s Primordial Spirit is still inside this tree.” Tushan Youyou knew it was pointless to reason with the frenzied Chasing the Wind. She looked at the other two and said, “As long as this tree remains, Qin Ran still has a chance to come back to life.”
“What should we do?” Long Qiqi asked.
“We don’t have the ability to manipulate Primordial Spirits yet, but...” Tushan Youyou looked at Chasing the Wind struggling in her tail and said, “He can!”
“I...” Li Shiyin wiped her tears and added, “I have a Primordial Spirit too! I can save master...”
Just as the few of them discussed how to save Qin Ran, Qin Ran who had fallen to the ground suddenly stirred.
“Cough cough...” He coughed and gagged, adjusting to the discomfort of having his Primordial Spirit abruptly return. He struggled up from the ground into a sitting position.
“Don’t...” He said, “Don’t make a racket, I’m back.”
“Master!”
Li Shiyin’s grief turned to joy. With tears in her eyes she laughed and threw herself forward, hugging Qin Ran tightly.
“Dad!”
Chasing the Wind shouted excitedly from Tushan Youyou’s tail. She put him down and he instantly pounced at Qin Ran and Li Shiyin, knocking them both to the ground.
“Chasing Wind!!” Qin Ran roared loudly under Chasing the Wind’s paws.
Long Qiqi heaved a sigh of relief. Standing beside Tushan Youyou, she watched the three tussling figures on the ground and murmured: “This mentally gloomy person who distrusts emotions has nevertheless entangled too many with feelings.”
“How old are you this year?” Tushan Youyou smilingly asked Long Qiqi.
“One thousand and seven years old!” Long Qiqi replied.
“Oh, seven years old huh!” Tushan Youyou nodded, “Then you still don’t understand feelings.”
Long Qiqi corrected: “One thousand and seven years old!”
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