In just one second, the Zhao family member who had confidently released a wraith saw it explode and disintegrate the moment it touched Qin Luo’s power.
It ended too quickly, without even time to say another word.
The wraith was shattered, and the Zhao family member suffered backlash. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and cracks appeared in the small cauldron inside his body.
“What the—!”
Qin Luo was shocked by what he saw. He stared at his own hands, unable to believe it—he was this strong!
He could feel his blood boiling, his entire being thrilling with excitement.
A scream rang out from midair. The old man Huari’s body instantly turned into a mist of blood. A soul form frantically tried to escape, but the Crystal Sun Tube caught it precisely. Flames rose and instantly refined it.
“Elder Huari!”
The Zhao family member’s pupils trembled violently. Without a moment’s hesitation, he retreated and tried to flee.
The next second, a graceful, mature woman appeared before him. Her pretty face was like frost as she struck out with her palm, landing precisely on his chest. A cracking sound of breaking bones echoed. Flames burrowed into his body, directly burning his soul.
“Aaah—!”
A miserable scream resounded all around.
In less than two minutes, it was all over. Both Zhao family members had perished.
Seeing this, Qin Luo let out a breath. But the moment he relaxed, the boiling heat inside him rapidly dissipated, followed by an intense weakness.
“Hiss—”
He sucked in a sharp breath, his expression changing drastically. That strike just now had been forced out by sheer will. He hadn’t yet truly grasped the art of energy cultivation; what he had used was the hard-accumulated vital essence within his body.
Fortunately, Bai Jingyu landed steadily and quickly helped support the swaying Qin Luo. Seeing how pale he was, she swiftly took out a pill and fed it to him.
“Feeling better?”
As the medicinal power entered his body, Qin Luo’s trembling legs gradually steadied.
“Better.”
At this moment, Qin Luo felt like the whole world was conspiring against his vital essence—just as he recovered a little, it was drained again. He gave a bitter smile. A dull ache spread from his waist, making him realize he had truly pushed himself just now.
“Sis… are they both… dead for good?”
He asked in a low voice.
His sister pressed close to him, her soft body leaning in, bringing a warm touch. Normally, his heart would have raced and his gaze would have wandered. But now, Qin Luo was like an old monk in meditation, his mind as still as water, without a single ripple.
Because this was the aftershock of surviving life and death.
“Fairy sister!”
Suddenly, Sun Guangche’s exclamation rang out.
Qin Luo looked up and saw that the spirit being had collapsed into Sun Guangche’s arms. As the light particles gradually faded, her figure began to grow illusory.
He walked a few steps closer and saw the spirit being’s body turning into points of light, slowly dissipating.
“Sis, what’s happening to her?”
Qin Luo asked quietly.
Bai Jingyu saw through it at a glance and said calmly, “She shattered her own demon core, forcibly bursting out power. But once the demon core breaks, it’s an irreversible process. As her source essence is depleted, her form will also dissipate along with it.”
“What?!”
Sun Guangche’s expression went blank. He looked down at the woman in his arms, his lips trembling. “No… this isn’t real…”
He refused to believe it, couldn’t accept it.
In contrast, Wu Yier appeared much calmer. She reached out a hand and gently stroked his cheek.
“Silly child, don’t worry. I’m already very satisfied.”
“Now that my revenge is fulfilled, I have no regrets.”
“I’ve received your feelings too… but now it seems,” she smiled gently, “it’s better to forget me.”
A somber atmosphere quietly spread.
Qin Luo didn’t interrupt. He just silently watched this human and this demon.
At that moment, he suddenly understood one thing—
This was love.
There was no way to judge right from wrong. Perhaps in this world, there was never absolute right or wrong. Only the paths each person chose, as long as they felt no shame in their heart.
She was supposed to be an evil demon, but after learning her past, even Qin Luo couldn’t help feeling a trace of sympathy. And the emotion on Sun Guangche’s face said it all—he would probably never forget her for the rest of his life.
Finally, Wu Yier looked at Qin Luo and Bai Jingyu and said softly,
“Thank you.”
She knew very well that if it weren’t for them, those two souls would never have been completely annihilated. Now that the souls were destroyed, it was a certain death scenario, and with the soul balance broken, she could no longer maintain her existence.
“Grandpa, Grandma, Father, Mother, Little Sister… I’m coming…”
A relieved smile appeared on her face. Finally, she completely dissipated in Sun Guangche’s arms.
“Fairy sister! Fairy sister—!”
Sun Guangche shouted like a madman, as lost and helpless as a child who had lost his family.
Seeing this, Qin Luo couldn’t help but recall his own experiences, a complex emotion stirring in his heart.
Just then—
On his palm, without any conscious command, a crescent-shaped mark slowly emerged.
Qin Luo was stunned. He looked down at his hand, then at his sister beside him.
Bai Jingyu gently shook her head. She didn’t understand the nature of this power either. What she had said before about borrowing her power was just a secondary effect. As for the true ability, even she didn’t know, and even Little Aunt hadn’t known.
Qin Luo looked at Sun Guangche. On the ground lay a fire-red demon core covered in cracks.
He instinctively reached out his hand. Faint moonlight flowed out.
The moonlight merged into the demon core. The originally dim core began to slowly brighten.
“This is—?!”
Sun Guangche’s previously scattered pupils suddenly focused. Staring at the light rekindling within the demon core, his whole body trembled.
Those scattered points of light actually converged again, merging into the demon core, emitting a faint yet real life fluctuation.
“Take good care of it.”
Bai Jingyu was deeply shaken by what she saw. Qin Luo’s ability was far more terrifying than she had imagined… it could even reverse fate!
If this got out, the entire supernatural world would go mad for it.
“Now she has returned to her original form. If there’s an opportunity, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, she will reappear.”
What she didn’t say was—
By then, she would no longer remember anything from the past, nor would she remember Sun Guangche.
Qin Luo fell silent for a moment.
This… could probably be considered a happy ending.
His mission was complete.
But a lingering heaviness still clung to his mind, refusing to fade.