Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 144 Identity

"Xiaoying, how are you feeling?" Qin Xiaochuan asked the little girl in his arms with concern. The little girl had returned to normal, but her eyes were closed and she looked pained, indicating that she had suffered a serious injury.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoying opened her eyes and said in anguish, "Uncle Xiaochuan, is Xiaoying going to die?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you're just injured," he comforted her. "Does anything feel uncomfortable?"

"I feel a pain in my chest," Xiaoying said softly.

"Oh no, it seems she's suffered internal injuries." Qin Xiaochuan's heart sank. In that case, he could only wait for Guo Shiyi to come and heal her. As he pondered, he glanced at Kawamoto Taro. Seeing that the latter didn't seem to be planning to attack immediately, he comforted the little girl, "Xiaoying, just bear with it for a bit. Your aunt and the others will be here soon."

"Uncle, did Xiaoying get into trouble again?" The little girl looked dejected.

Hearing her say that, Qin Xiaochuan couldn't help but reach out and pat her head, trying to make his tone gentle, "How could that be? Xiaoying's performance today was the best, even Uncle is not as good as you."

"Hehe~" The little girl couldn't help but laugh happily after hearing his words.

"So similar!" Qin Xiaochuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This expression was exactly the same as the woman in his dream.

In that instant, he suddenly understood something important, and that made his heart race.

How could this be? He couldn't even believe it, but the increasingly clear thought in his mind kept urging him to find the real answer. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally asked the little girl, "Xiaoying, why...why did you risk your life to save your uncle?" Although he tried his best to make his voice sound normal, his heart was trembling at this moment.

"I, I..." Upon hearing his question, the little girl lowered her head sadly, looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaochuan asked her again, a little impatiently.

"Actually, I..." The little girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with a pitiful look, as if she had finally made up her mind to tell the truth.

Qin Xiaochuan felt his heart tightening more and more...

"Actually, I..." She had only spoken halfway when tears suddenly streamed down her face like a burst dam, and the rest of her words turned into the little girl's wailing and the endless grievances and sadness buried in her heart.

"Okay," he said gently to her. Looking at the little girl crying her eyes out, he wiped away her tears with his palm, but his comforting words didn't have much effect. The little girl continued to sob.

"Uncle knows everything," Qin Xiaochuan said gently, ruffling her hair.

Indeed, the moment tears welled up in the little girl's eyes, he was already certain of his thoughts.

The woman he saw in his dream was not Han Kexin, but Xiaoying's mother. He mistook her for Han Kexin because the two sisters looked so alike. The reason why the little girl clung to him from the beginning was because she was the daughter of the previous Blood Witch King—Princess Xiaoying, who was also his daughter in his previous life.

Although it sounded unbelievable, it immediately ignited his passion.

Upon hearing Qin Xiaochuan's words, the little girl temporarily stopped sobbing, looking at him with a surprised expression, her eyes still glistening with heartbreaking tears.

Qin Xiaochuan assured her confidently, "Don't worry, Uncle here assures Xiaoying that our little princess will not be harmed again!" After saying that, he affectionately patted her head.

"Mmm." The little girl nodded, sniffling.

"You rest here for a while, Uncle will avenge you." He placed the little girl on a huge rock before turning to face Kawamoto Taro.

"Go, Uncle!" the little girl called out from behind, but then she couldn't help but groan in pain, probably because she had accidentally aggravated her injury.

Qin Xiaochuan clenched his fists tightly and walked step by step toward Kawamoto Taro.

"Hmm? Looks like you're finally getting serious," Kawamoto Taro said with a sneer. "This is getting interesting, haha."

"Blazing Dance!" Qin Xiaochuan shouted, and a fireball flew towards Kawamoto Taro.

"I've told you before, your skills have absolutely no effect on me." Kawamoto Taro smiled smugly, and with a wave of his hand, a gray vortex of matryoshka dolls appeared beside him, and Blazing Dance was once again sucked into the gray vortex.

"Frost Spike!" He unleashed another skill.

"You're showing off this skill? Are you out of ideas?" Kawamoto Taro mocked. Ice spikes emerged from beneath him, but he remained motionless. His body was covered in a thick layer of scales, which a C-rank skill could not possibly penetrate.

"Now it's your turn to taste my attack." Kawamoto Taro, in his python form, opened his mouth wide, and three white orbs of spiritual energy appeared inside.

Without saying a word, Qin Xiaochuan quickly cast Swiftness and Pierce spells on himself and rushed towards the python.

"Are you blinded by anger? How dare you charge at me head-on?"

"Steam Bomb Chain!"

Qin Xiaochuan unleashed another Blazing Dance, but this time the target wasn't the opponent's energy ball; it was the python itself.

"You actually tried to pull this kind of trick?" Kawamoto Taro exclaimed in realization. "But don't underestimate a level 7 spirit mage. I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

"Steam Swamp!" A cloud of white mist spewed from the python's mouth, quickly engulfing the fireball.

Bang! Although the fireball exploded, the sound and force were much weaker, and it only dispersed the white mist without causing any harm to the python.

At the same time, the three spirit energy orbs had already adhered to Qin Xiaochuan's body, and he quickly adjusted his body's orientation before the explosion.

Boom! The enormous impact nearly broke his body apart, but he still managed to fly to the python's base as he wished.

"You really want to kill me, don't you?" The python made a series of "tsk tsk" sounds, then flicked its tongue around its mouth quickly. "You probably thought I would use the Wood Ghost to absorb your skills again, and also suck you in, so that I would be blown up by the steam bomb along with you. This desperate approach is truly admirable, tsk tsk."

"However," the python's voice suddenly turned cold, and it lowered its head to look at Qin Xiaochuan with pity, "such tricks won't fool me. I have plenty of ways to deal with skills of your caliber. To tell you the truth, besides the Wood Ghost, my Steam Swamp can also absorb injuries..."

"Shut up, you damned snake demon!" Qin Xiaochuan shouted as he sprang up from the ground and punched the python in the jaw.

"Blood surge!" he shouted in his mind, and an explosive force emanated from his fist, smashing the huge snake's head up. He then followed up with a series of punches that landed on its jaw.

The Fist of Fury, a twelve-hit combo. The sound of flesh colliding was heart-wrenching, almost every punch was filled with endless rage. The snake's head was raised higher and higher, then he grabbed the snake's tongue and leaped up onto the snake's head.

"Bloodlust!"

Boom! Qin Xiaochuan slammed his fist into the black scales on the snake's head. Under the terrifying force, the sturdy scales cracked outwards, and the snake's head crashed heavily to the ground.

Boom! After a dull thud, sand and stones flew up all around the snake's head.

After the dust settled, Qin Xiaochuan straightened up from the snake's head, panting heavily, and said fiercely to the python at his feet, "I told you, I'm going to kill you, so don't get too cocky."