Mother and Son Reunite

Ding, you have a new rental order. Please check it.

Client Name: Luo Qingxue

Identity: Saintess of Yaochi, last disciple of the Qin family's matriarch

Order Request: I want to ask you some questions

Client Rating: Immense Potential (Chaos Dao Physique). Current Luck: Four Shi and Nine Dou (Emperor Fate)

Accept order?

"Accept!" Without hesitation, Qin Hao decisively accepted the order. This was an order he had specifically targeted, so of course he had to take it.

Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the order. You have obtained the same Chaos Dao Physique as Luo Qingxue.

Qin Hao closed his eyes. A brand-new power surged through his body like a rushing river, perfectly fusing with his original body.

Qin Hao leaped to his feet. With a casual wave of his hand, the black robe loosely draped over his shoulders was replaced by a set of moon-white brocade robes. He looked in the mirror and casually tied back his scattered hair, revealing a sharply contoured face.

He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high and straight nose, and his slightly pursed thin lips gave off a somewhat aloof aura.

"Not bad." As always, Qin Hao was quite satisfied with his own appearance.

"System, teleport me to the client."

The scenery before his eyes shifted. In the next second, Qin Hao arrived at Yaochi. However, he was in no rush to find Luo Qingxue. Instead, he went to see his mother first.

In the forbidden grounds of Yaochi, Qin Hao stood before an exquisite small courtyard, feeling a rare sense of hesitation. In his memory, his mother had always been in Yaochi and had never returned to the Qin family. He did not know what kind of attitude he should have when facing Jiang Yun.

Qin Hao took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock. But before his knuckles could strike the wood, the door opened. A woman stood there with black hair cascading like a waterfall and exquisite features that showed no trace of time. Between her brows, there was a thirty percent resemblance to Qin Hao.

"Little Hao!"

Jiang Yun pulled Qin Hao into her arms, hugging him so tightly it was as if she wanted to crush more than twenty years of longing into this single embrace.

Caught off guard by the hug, Qin Hao bumped his nose against his mother's shoulder, catching the faint, cool fragrance of plum blossoms. He froze for a moment, then reached out to hug Jiang Yun back. Resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice was muffled, "Mother, are you trying to strangle me to death?"

"Shut up!" Jiang Yun's voice trembled slightly. "Let your mother hug you for a while."

Qin Hao fell silent and stood obediently, letting Jiang Yun hold him. He could feel her body trembling slightly.

After a long time, Jiang Yun finally let go. She took half a step back and looked Qin Hao up and down. Her eyes were slightly red, but she forced back her tears. Her gaze moved from her son's brows and eyes to his nose, and then to his jaw, as if trying to carve his appearance into her heart.

"My child, I'm sorry. For all these years, I wasn't by your side."

Saying this, Jiang Yun suddenly put on a stern face. "Why didn't you know to come see me sooner?"

This split-second change in expression left Qin Hao momentarily speechless. "Mother, why don't you return to the Qin family? Then the two of us could be together every day."

Jiang Yun coldly snorted. "Qin Wuya asked you to come get me, didn't he? Tell him it's impossible for me to go back. I don't blame him. I know he carries immense responsibilities on his shoulders. But I cannot accept the fact that he personally killed so many of our children."

"There is no way I can continue living with the executioner who murdered my children."

Qin Hao opened his mouth to speak, but seeing Jiang Yun's resolute attitude, he chose not to press the issue.

Jiang Yun reached out, gently stroking Qin Hao's face with a tender expression. "Actually, I have also lived in torment all these years. I always wonder whether leaving the Qin family back then was a punishment for him, or a punishment for myself."

"Little Hao, I once thought you would be like your older brothers and sisters, dying before you were even a month old. But it seems the heavens favored you. You survived."

Jiang Yun pulled Qin Hao along and chatted with him for a long time. She carefully asked about everything that had happened since he was young. Even the most ordinary little things were fascinating to her.

After talking for a long, long time, Jiang Yun finally brought up Luo Qingxue.

"Little Hao, I have a disciple. She has excellent talent and outstanding looks. I want to matchmake the two of you. However, that child still doesn't understand what love is, so I want you to interact with her first."

"If you get along well and the feelings are mutual, that would naturally be a good thing. If it's not a good fit, I hope you won't force her. As far as I know, you aren't lacking in Dao companions."

Qin Hao looked awkward. Was his reputation really that widespread?

After bidding farewell to Jiang Yun, Qin Hao went to find Luo Qingxue.

Following the system's prompts, Qin Hao arrived at a courtyard. He walked up to the door and just as he raised his hand to knock, the door opened from the inside.

Luo Qingxue stood at the doorway, dressed in a plain white dress, her black hair cascading like a waterfall. The night sky stretched out behind her, making her look like a white lotus just blooming under the moonlight.

As their eyes met, Qin Hao was slightly taken aback.

He had seen countless beauties. Just thinking about the women around him, which one of them didn't have kingdom-toppling looks? Plump or slender, all types and varieties, he thought he had long become immune to the word beauty.

But the woman before him actually made his heart skip a beat.

It wasn't because her facial features were breathtakingly stunning, but rather because of the extremely pure aura she possessed. She was like the untrodden snow deep within Yaochi, pure, flawless, and so quiet that one couldn't bear to speak loudly around her.

Luo Qingxue was also stunned. She was just about to go out for a walk to clear her mind. The moment she opened the door, she saw this young man dressed in moon-white brocade robes. His face was overly handsome, and he exuded an arrogant aura.

However, that arrogance was not deliberately put on, but something that seeped from his very bones, as if he was born to stand above the masses and look down upon the world.

Yet, when he smiled, he was like the first melting ice of spring, so gentle that one couldn't help but want to get closer.

Luo Qingxue's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a bit. She frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you? We don't have any male cultivators in Yaochi."

Hearing Luo Qingxue's question, Qin Hao politely reached out his hand. "Miss Luo, a pleasure to meet you. I am Ye Hao, your rental Dao companion. Didn't you have some questions you wanted to ask me?"

Hearing this, a look of realization dawned on Luo Qingxue's face. "Oh, so you're that rental Dao companion. But how did you enter Yaochi?"

Qin Hao chuckled softly. "Those of us who work as rental Dao companions are best at managing relationships with women. As it happens, I have some connections with the higher-ups of your Yaochi, so I just came in."

"Is that so? No wonder. I was just thinking, how could there be information about you rental Dao companions in a pure cultivation land like Yaochi? So it turns out there is a problem with the higher-ups!"

Luo Qingxue thought to herself that once she finished asking this guy her questions, she would immediately report to her master. She would have her master strictly investigate which of the higher-ups were secretly getting involved with shady people like this. Those people were not fit to remain in Yaochi.