manynovel Chapter 14 A Broken Dream Turns into Farewell
Chapter 14 A Broken Dream Turns into Farewell
Upon hearing Qian Mo's words, Ouyang Jie also dropped his carefree attitude.
"Brother, what are you trying to say?"
Qianmo shook his head and sighed, saying, "I haven't been able to sleep for days on end."
"?? Brother, I don't understand."
“Ouyang, you know my premonitions are usually very accurate. This time it has had a huge impact on me. Don’t laugh at me, but I had a really strange dream.”
"Okay, brother, please continue."
"Do you remember when I wrote to you before that I had adopted a son?"
"Yes, I know. Brother, you've had a child late in life. Isn't that a good thing?"
"Yes, that's right. This child is talented and hardworking. But on the very night after he awakened his martial spirit, I had this strange dream: a huge crack opened in the sky, darkness enveloped everything, and red lightning swept across the entire continent. The lightning struck, leaving a pool of blood. Inside were you, Gong Feng from your Ice God Sect, and all the powerful figures from other forces. They were all staring intently at the person standing at the crack in the sky, all with a look of resignation to their fate. Do you know who that person is?"
"It can't be—"
"Upon seeing the person's face clearly, it was indeed Yu Han, now grown up. My son!!" Qian Yu Han shook his head, his spirits low.
"That child, Xiaohan??"
"That's right, and what he's holding in his hand is—"
"What is it?"
"Oh, that sword, a terrifying sword. Then Yu Han swung it, and everyone—"
Ouyang Jie looked at Qian Mo without saying a word.
Qianmo continued, "Ouyang, ever since that night, I feel my body slowly weakening. I can't stop it with my soul power, and I may not have much time left."
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Jie immediately got up and walked to Qian Yuhan's side, supporting his shoulder and channeling his soul power to investigate thoroughly.
Then his hand trembled, and he shook his head, saying, "No... impossible... Brother... you... you wouldn't... absolutely not... I... I'll go find the magic herb, yes... find the magic herb, there must be one that can cure you—"
Looking at her brother, who had lost his composure, Qianmo shook her head and comforted him, "Ouyang, I've already let it go. Now I'm only worried about my son's future and the future of the entire Douluo Continent. If I die, the Angel God will choose a new Grand Priest to take my place."
No...no...no
"Ouyang, listen to me first!"
Ouyang Jie's eyes were already red, but the tears didn't fall; they just kept welling up in his eyes.
"Hey, how old are you? You're over a hundred! Why are you still crying like you did when you were a kid?"
Ouyang Jie shook his head and didn't say anything.
"I'm here to say goodbye."
"Big Brother!!"
"It's just goodbye. Maybe we'll meet again someday. I'm going to a very far place to find a solution. I've always trusted my intuition. Hey, Tang Zhen, you should go see him sometime. Just tell him I'm going into seclusion and need to look after my Spirit Hall."
“If he dares to take advantage of a weakness, I will destroy his Haotian Sect.”
"I know him well, he won't, don't worry. Please keep an eye on Yu Han for me, Ouyang. Everything I'm doing now and everything I'll do in the future is for him. You know what, having a child really makes me a lot more indecisive, hahaha."
"Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely help protect the Spirit Hall, and I will make sure my little nephew is not bullied in the slightest!"
"Hey, hey, hey, just let Yu Han follow his own path, as long as he doesn't go astray in the general direction. I'll ask you to keep an eye on him, but don't interfere too much with his growth."
"Um"
"After a while, I will have Tianwei send him to Tiandou City. You can then have someone send him to the Tiandou Royal Academy, which will put him under your watchful eye. In the academy, unless his life is in danger, do not interfere too much."
"Um"
"I will temporarily seal his memories. Don't worry, I won't leave like this until I find a solution. I will know every little thing about him. My mental imprint is left in that bracelet of his, so he will probably treat me as a teacher from now on. Sigh." He said, touching his non-existent "beard".
"Big brother, then you..."
“I have a feeling that my son and I will meet again, we definitely will. We will meet again too. It’s a secret that can’t be revealed. Everything is preordained. Let’s just go with the flow.”
Qianmo smiled and patted Ouyang Jie on the shoulder.
"I'm leaving now. Take care, Jay."
"Daddy, who is he?" a childish voice asked.
Qian Mo, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, looked at the source of the voice and said with a smile, "Hey, this girl, she doesn't even recognize her uncle."
"Luo Xue, come here." Ouyang Jie wiped his eyes and then beckoned to Ouyang Luo Xue.
Ouyang Luoxue skipped over to Ouyang Jie's side. Seeing that she didn't recognize the person in front of her, she asked nervously, "Dad, who is he?"
"What? You don't even recognize your Uncle Qianmo? He held you when you were a month old."
Seemingly remembering something, Qianmo playfully punched Ouyang Jie, saying self-deprecatingly, "Oh dear, we're really getting senile. We met when she was just a month old, how could our little princess possibly remember that, right, Luo Xue?" Qianmo smiled at Ouyang Luo Xue, patted her head, and said:
"I really want to introduce my son to your daughter. It would be like we're family again, hahaha. Ouyang Luoxue is sure to be a stunning beauty in the future. I'll reserve one for my son first."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
They both laughed, a wanton laugh, a bitter laugh…
After the laughter subsided, Qianmo disappeared as well.
Ouyang Jie's tears still fell as the two laughed heartily. He recalled their childhood playfulness, their friendly sparring sessions in middle age…
"Big brother, when will we meet again... your little brother will be waiting for you—"
Tianwei Douluo was waiting outside the main hall. It would be sunset in two hours, and he needed to hurry back. Qian Mo vanished first, without saying a word. Tianwei Douluo followed closely behind.
Upon reaching the top of the Heavenly Dou City gate, Qian Mo stood with his hands behind his back, watching Qian Yuhan hopping and skipping slowly toward him from afar.
"Seventh Brother, do you think I should seal away his memories of me? I feel like that would be too... too cruel for him?"
"Brother, I think it's better not to see him. You should leave now and tell him that you've gone to a very, very far place and can't stay with him anymore. We'll meet again in the future."
"I...I can't bear to seal away his memories like this." Qian Mo cried, yes, he cried.
These were eight happy years for Qian Yuhan, and how could they not be for Qian Mo? These were his happiest eight years.
They will meet again in the future, but he doesn't want his son to greet him with, "Hello, Uncle."
"Well, I guess it's for my own selfish reasons. I've told you everything that needs to be said. Tell Yu Han that I've always loved him."
She glanced one last time at her son walking down the street, as if trying to imprint his image in her mind. Then, a flash of light, and she vanished…
Tianwei Douluo glanced at Qian Yuhan, who was amusing himself, and thought: Child, it's fate. I hope you can grit your teeth and keep going.
...
"Uncle Tianwei, where's my dad?"
"Angel Douluo has gone to carry out a very important mission and won't be back for a while. Let's go back to the Spirit Hall first."
Tianwei Douluo: Hmm... I don't think that's what I said to the Grand Elder just now. It's alright, it's alright, the meaning is roughly correct.