Chapter 110: The Qilin Couple

A father and son’s hearts are connected; a husband and wife’s minds are linked.

The moment the Violet Ink Qilin was bitten by the Centipede Daoist, two voices came from different places.

Zidian’s heart pounded wildly, its right eyelid twitching incessantly. Its claws scraped against the ground, leaving a series of marks.

“Master! I’m going back to check on my dad!”

The Fire Qilin, deep within the Ink Fire Realm, felt a heart-piercing pain in its chest.

The pain made it difficult to breathe, and the flames on its body instantly shot up three zhang high.

It wasn’t that it didn’t dare to leave the Ink Fire Realm, but that forcing its way out would incur the submission of the Heavenly Dao.

But at this moment, as a man, as her husband, he could no longer swallow his anger and remain silent.

In that instant, the Fire Qilin gathered all the fire on its body into a single mass and forcefully charged towards the gate of the Ink Fire Realm, relentlessly attacking the hidden door with surging flames.

In the great hall beneath the well, the Violet Ink Qilin let out a heart-wrenching scream. The pain of having its soul bitten by another was almost too much for it to bear.

Even more than the pain, its heart was filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

It was a member of the noble Qilin clan, yet it was being devoured by a mere centipede.

The Centipede Daoist took a flavorful bite of its soul, licking the lingering taste from its lips with relish.

“Truly worthy of the ancient Qilin clan. Even a remnant soul is a great supplement for us centipedes!”

The Centipede Daoist looked smugly at the delicious feast before it. There was nothing that could make it more excited than this.

Just as it swallowed one bite and was about to take a second, the depths of the great hall shook violently, as if something was about to break out from the earth.

“Who’s there?”

The Centipede Daoist cautiously looked towards the hidden door. Centipedes were naturally adept at sensing sudden danger, and it was no exception.

In an instant, the Centipede Daoist smelled an extremely frenzied power approaching.

Its heart skipped a beat. It reluctantly glanced at the Violet Ink Qilin beside it and chose to retreat for the time being.

“Just you wait. Your soul will only become nourishment for my growth!”

Just then, as the Centipede Daoist was about to escape into the ground, an endless wave of fire surged towards it.

The great hall was a sea of deep red. Even the surrounding ground was covered by ripples of fire and smoke, leaving no chance to escape.

“You dare harm my Violet Ink? I want you dead!”

The Fire Qilin roared in shame and anger. The roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the Centipede Daoist’s ears rang as if they were being torn apart.

From the sky, Xu Lingqing heard this voice. Her cold, dirt-stained eyes couldn’t help but show a bit of astonishment.

Is this the power of love?

“You dare harm her? Your life is forfeit!”

The Fire Qilin’s roar locked onto the Centipede Daoist. In the wild manner of the Qilin clan, it pounced towards its enemy.

The next second, wind rose from the Fire Qilin’s four hooves. With the force of a thunderbolt, it lunged at the Centipede Daoist. The moment its claws descended, they carried a destructive flame that tore at the opponent’s body.

A burst of fiery light exploded around the Centipede Daoist.

The vast flames incinerated everything in sight to ashes.

However, the Fire Qilin had underestimated the Centipede Daoist’s life-preserving techniques. Even under the blaze of the monstrous flames, the Centipede Daoist simply used the “golden cicada sheds its shell” trick, leaving behind a husk as it fled far away.

Its body was only slightly burned as it passed through the flames, but it was not a major injury.

Everything turned to nothingness.

The Fire Qilin, recovering from its rage, rushed to the Violet Ink Qilin’s side. It held the other tightly in its four arms, a scalding tear uncontrollably falling from the corner of its eye.

“Violet Ink…”

At this moment, a trace of pained confusion flashed in the Violet Ink Qilin’s eyes. It was the bewilderment of a fading aura.

“Fire… I’ve finally waited for you…”

The Violet Ink Qilin’s breath was as faint as a thread. Each breath was mixed with unbearable pain.

The Fire Qilin held her tighter, but the Violet Ink Qilin could only rest its claws wearily on his body.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the flames on the Fire Qilin’s body suddenly extinguished.

In that instant, the world seemed to freeze. Time stood still, as if heaven and earth were weeping for them.

Tears filled the Fire Qilin’s eyes, falling drop by drop onto the Violet Ink Qilin’s weakened body.

“You are so beautiful!”

The Violet Ink Qilin’s gradually weakening body trembled slightly, as if from the cheesy words, or perhaps from surprise.

She forced a smile onto her face, her voice hoarse, “You sweet-talker… I’m clearly old now.”

“No! In my heart, you will always be that beautiful, without equal!”

For some reason, after hearing these words, the smile on the Violet Ink Qilin’s face grew even wider.

Her paw stroked the Fire Qilin’s body. Having not seen each other for so many years, the two had long lost their former warmth and affection.

But the Violet Ink Qilin vaguely remembered how obedient, gentle, and honest the Fire Qilin had been many years ago, like a child who would never grow up.

But just now, seeing her injured, that furious reaction had also touched the Violet Ink Qilin.

“Fire… have you seen my child?”

The Fire Qilin nodded vigorously, “Of course. I’ve wanted to see you both every moment, but alas…”

“Look behind you. He’s here,” the Violet Ink Qilin said with a desolate smile.

“Dad! Mom!”

Instantly, the little beast Zidian rushed into the arms of the Fire Qilin and Violet Ink Qilin, using all its strength to feel this moment of happiness.

Ever since it was young, it had often asked the Violet Ink Qilin who its father was.

To dispel the little beast Zidian’s questions, the Violet Ink Qilin had taken on the role of the father herself.

“Dad… Daddy…”

The Fire Qilin stroked Zidian’s forehead, and the pair of underdeveloped horns on its head.

“Son… my son…”

The Fire Qilin’s expression was wooden. It just held the mother and son tightly.

Suddenly, because its soul had been bitten by the Centipede Daoist, and because its spiritual energy had weakened over so many years, the Violet Ink Qilin’s soul could no longer maintain its form.

The Violet Ink Qilin’s soul began to dissipate from its limbs, turning into specks of golden light that rose into the sky.

“Violet Ink!”

The Fire Qilin held the other in terror, trying to use its own body to block the golden light from ascending.

However, it was all in vain. The Violet Ink Qilin continued to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Fire… I love you…”

The Fire Qilin roared, its eyes and tone filled with unwillingness, “No! Don’t go! I love you too!”

Gradually, the Violet Ink Qilin’s soul dissipated until only its face remained. She spoke in the gentlest voice in the world.

“Fire… don’t be sad. I’m not dead yet…”

“This is just a remnant of my soul. As long as you can become stronger, you will be able to find me in that more distant world.”

“I will wait for you forever and ever, until the end of time, until the sun and moon fade away…”

[End of Chapter]