Set… a fire?

Feng Ruqing’s fingers that were initially stroking Qing Han’s head stiffened. She lowered her eyes and stared at the little girl in front of her. “Where did you set the fire?”

“At the Liu family.”

“…”

Feng Ruqing suddenly felt sorry for the Liu family. This was already the nth time… The Liu family might not be able to rebuild the manor again in this life.

“Qing Han, your Grandma Suyi… was not that kind of person before. You better not mislead her.”

Suyi was a fairy-like person. Setting a fire… was only a behavior suited to Xiao Yin. She should never do this kind of thing.

“Come on, let’s go to Paramount and get my spirit herbs back.”

In this half a year, Paramount should have earned a lot of spirit herbs from Gu Yiyi’s hands. Now that she had achieved Dark Warrior tier, it would take some time for the spirit herbs to grow.

It just happened that Fu Chen and Qing Han needed some higher graded spirit herbs.

Hence, she had only used the spirit herbal dish at that time to earn a Grade-5 spirit herb from Gu Yiyi.

Just as Feng Ruqing walked into Paramount, she was stunned by the house that was filled to the brim with many things even though she was psychologically prepared.

Jiu Ming stared at the girl’s gawking. He then grinned.

“I have kept those things that the girl has used to exchange with the herbal dish here. Xiao Qing’er, you may bring them back now, or…”

Feng Ruqing’s face darkened. She then stepped into the storeroom.

In this room, there were dozens of boxes neatly arranged. There were six types of Grade-6 spirit herbs in these boxes other than the Grade-5 spirit herbs.

But these were no longer able to stir up Feng Ruqing’s heart.

Just because…

There was a bed in front of these spirit herbs.

Next to the bed was a tree surrounded by many flowers.

Furthermore, there were antique tea sets too. This room had everything.

Did Gu Yiyi move her whole house here?

When Feng Ruqing’s eyes swept through the room, her gaze rested on a painting.

The painting was a man whose appearance could not be seen clearly. The man’s face seemed to be deliberately blurred.

He stood atop the clouds and mists. He was dressed in white as if he was coming from the sky.

There was a silver vertical streak between his eyebrows that did not suit his fairly-like aura. However, it was more like a deceiving spirit.

His hair was half white and half black.

Somehow… at this moment, Feng Ruqing’s heart seemed to ache. She could not help but reach out to stroke the man’s white hair…

In the corner was a line of words.

‘Nine cycles of lives looking for the world.

‘There is no regret in the afterlife.’

The painting style was the Ninth Emperor.

The Ninth Emperor…

Feng Ruqing had heard Fu Chen mention this name several times.

She had even encountered the Ninth Emperor’s residence by chance in the Forest of Spirit Beasts.

But she did not expect to find the Ninth Emperor’s painting here again.

“Xiao Qing’er?”

Jiu Ming’s placed his hand on Feng Ruqing’s shoulders. He looked deeply at the man in the painting. He then stared at the girl in front of him. “What happened?”

“Nothing.”

“You’re crying?”

“I’m fine!”

Feng Ruqing’s fingers lightly rubbed the man on the painting and her eyes narrowed. “I will take away this painting and the spirit herbs. As for other things, please help me return to Gu Yiyi.”

She must get this painting by all possible means.

Because…

She had felt something the moment she saw the painting. She even had a vision.

As if… she had been in the world for many years just to look for this one person in this vast world.

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