Although Su Cheng's room was filled with books, Qian Renxue had already read through them all, even repeatedly going over some important parts.
At this moment, she had no interest in continuing her reading.
"It's been a month… why hasn't the teacher returned yet?"
Bored, she leaned on the desk for a while before standing and wandering around the room. She adjusted the books on the shelves, tidied up some scattered manuscripts, and finally went to the window to look outside.
Eventually, she returned to the large chair, reclined, and stretched lazily, revealing the graceful curve of her waist. Unfortunately, this beautiful scene was one no one else would see.
Although she usually stayed here, the area behind the desk was strictly off-limits—it was Su Cheng's territory.
"Huh?"
While reclining in the chair, Qian Renxue noticed a locked drawer behind the desk. Curiosity surged.
After a moment of hesitation, she reached for it. Although the drawer had a lock, it was no obstacle for a soul master. She didn't try to pick the lock but simply removed the padlock to make restoration easier.
Inside was a stack of notebooks.
"Could this be…"
Her breathing quickened slightly, and she felt a strange thrill.
Flipping open the notebook, the handwriting appeared very childish, like that of a young child.
"2611.2.5My adoptive father said my biological father was killed by the Martial Soul Hall's Pope, Qian Xunji.I must train hard and avenge my father one day."
As expected, this was indeed her teacher Su Cheng's diary.
The first page already made her tense. She pursed her lips and continued flipping.
"2611.2.6Why don't I understand anything at all?Learning swordsmanship is really hard."
"2611.4.11My adoptive father said my sword talent is poor.No matter, I'll just practice more."
"2614.3.6Tomorrow is the day of Martial Soul Awakening.My adoptive father says I will inherit Wufeng Sword. What will my innate soul power be?I must not disgrace the sword in my hand.I want to become a strong person, like my father and adoptive father."
"2614.3.7Fate is always tricky.I know they must be laughing at me in their hearts."
Qian Renxue sat in Su Cheng's chair, silently flipping through page after page. She read far more seriously than she ever did with cultivation texts.
From Su Cheng's childhood to adolescence and into youth, she traced the outline of a person growing before her eyes, feeling their joys and sorrows along with them.
As she went through notebook after notebook, Su Cheng's writing grew more mature. Finally, she reached the day they first met.
"2626.10.7What a strange fate—my apprentice turns out to be Qian Xunji's daughter.I don't hate her; I pity her. I know what it feels like for a child to lose her father."
Qian Renxue's gaze softened, a gentle smile appearing. Su Cheng had always been a clear yet elusive figure in her mind. Clear because she saw him daily and considered him both teacher and friend, yet elusive due to his extraordinary abilities and unpredictable nature.
Today, she finally realized that Su Cheng had also faced confusion, lows, setbacks, and moments of joy—he was human, not an invincible god.
But as she continued reading, a sudden shock hit her…
"The cause of Qian Xunji's death is suspicious. It likely wasn't at the hands of Tang Hao…The last person to see Qian Xunji alive was Bibi Dong. Days later, she announced his death…Bibi Dong had once acquired the Killing God Domain of the City of Slaughter. She may have already undergone divine succession, becoming a powerful and merciless Asura God…I am ninety percent sure Qian Xunji was devoured alive by Bibi Dong… Though this child was born noble, her fate is too tragic…"
The diary slipped from Qian Renxue's hands, but she didn't notice.
"No… impossible…" she whispered, face pale and eyes vacant.
Qian Renxue was not foolish, but she had never considered this possibility before. Bibi Dong's cold, almost hateful attitude toward her, combined with deep hatred for Qian Xunji, made her realize she had been blind.
Together with Su Cheng's observations and the divine succession clues, she could now almost be certain of the truth.
Her head spun, limbs stiffened, and her hands and feet felt icy. She wanted to question Bibi Dong but dared not.
Not only because of fear of the truth, but also because Su Cheng had clearly stated in his diary that she shouldn't know this now.
After everything today, if anyone in the world deserved her trust, it was only Su Cheng.
Bloodshot veins appeared in her eyes, the dark red glow obscuring her vision—a reflection of her difficult upbringing and the shadowed side of her psyche, now stirring further under extreme stress.
At that moment, she felt a familiar presence. Su Cheng reached out, gently touching her forehead, his soft gaze upon her.
Qian Renxue lowered her head, golden hair falling, hands covering her face. In this month, she had never missed Su Cheng so intensely.
Half a day later, in the Martial Soul City's Offering Hall, Qian Renxue met with Qian Daoliu.
"Grandfather, do you know the true cause of Father's death?" she asked.
Qian Daoliu was slightly taken aback, not expecting the question. After a moment, he spoke softly, "Wasn't he fatally injured by Tang Hao? Ah… you miss your father again, don't you?"
He reached out to pat her head in comfort, but Qian Renxue subtly stepped back, avoiding his hand.
With a stiff lift of her lips, she said quietly, "Yes, I miss him a little." Then she met his gaze.
"Why can't we attack Haotian Sect to avenge Father?"
Qian Daoliu hesitated, then explained in a low voice, "Before I defeat the old ancestor Tang Chen, no one from Martial Soul Hall will step foot in Haotian Sect."
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