Chapter 144: Wang Quan Baye and Dongfang Huai Zhu: Reincarnated Fate Rekindled

Is there truly profound love in reality?

There is, but it’s rare.

Either the beloved dies while still loving them, leaving the survivor to spend a lifetime remembering; or both die at the peak of their love; or they genuinely love each other deeply, through an entire lifetime.

Of these three, the first two are rare but exist; the third may exist, yet you’d struggle to recall even three examples at first.

As Lin Ruoxi said, love gradually fades over time.

At first it’s love; over time, it becomes kinship; kinship may surpass love, but it is never equal to love.

Reality is not anime, and humans are not characters.

Whether human or demon, at least in reality, Lin Ruoxi doesn’t believe the Sorrowful Tree has much use.

If this is true between humans, it’s no better between humans and “demons.”

Moreover, mutated creatures lack the lifespan and wisdom of the “demons” in the fox spirit world; talking to them about love is better than talking about X pairing.

“Just moments ago we were fighting mutated creatures, and now we’re suddenly talking about love—this leap is too great.”

Shen Mo couldn’t help shaking his head.

They came here solely to find out why mutated monkeys had appeared at the third-rank level, yet after discovering the cause, they ended up discussing love.

This topic is far too distant from them and shouldn’t be their focus.

“Who would have thought the heavenly treasure in Qingfeng Mountain would be the Sorrowful Tree from the fox spirit world?”

“This tree is in the wrong place.”

Lin Ruoxi spread her hands—how could anyone have guessed the heavenly treasure in Qingfeng Mountain would be the Sorrowful Tree, something tied to “romance”?

Isn’t love the most memorable thing in the fox spirit world?

Yet in reality, such love is incredibly hard to find, and their love was indeed bitter.

“If it were between humans, perhaps it would be better.”

“At least, there’s the possibility of reincarnation and rekindled fate.”

“But that would be unfair to their current parents.”

“Yet it gives those who lost their parents a glimmer of hope.”

As Gu Che spoke, he himself grew confused, but they all understood his meaning.

If humans could use the Sorrowful Tree to reincarnate, then the dead might have a chance at rebirth, and in the future, they might use the Sorrowful Tree to find each other and awaken memories of their past lives.

But that would not necessarily be fair to their present selves and their current parents.

Yet in a sense, their lost loved ones could reunite with them through this method.

But this is viewed from the angle of “kinship”; if it’s “love,” it’s still very difficult.

“By the way, I thought I saw Wang Quan Baye and Dongfang Huai Zhu in there, but aren’t they human?”

“Can’t humans reincarnate and rekindle fate?”

“Yet we still saw them through the Sorrowful Tree.”

“This tree has one form outside the circle, becomes the Sorrowful Tree inside the circle—does it change again in reality?”

Lin Ruoxi suddenly realized this.

The original Sorrowful Tree was unquestionably an outside-circle being, only entering the inside-circle realm after gaining the San Shao Circle’s approval, taking root in Tushan, altering its survival method to draw energy from fate bonds, and granting Tushan the ability to rekindle fate.

So when it came from the fox spirit world into the real world, would it also change?

For example, no longer limited to romance or human-demon bonds, but encompassing kinship and human-human bonds as well.

“Perhaps.”

“But if this tree can give birth to Tushan fox spirits, perhaps it can also reveal the legacy items of those figures from the fox spirit world.”

Ye Xuan said calmly.

Though he wasn’t certain about this, such a possibility did exist.

The Sorrowful Tree can sense the reincarnation of those bound by fate; there’s no reason it couldn’t sense the location of their legacy items—only that Tushan fox spirits must communicate with the tree.

Of course, if they had other means—such as someone who awakened the “Communication with All Things” or “Druid” ability and could converse with the Sorrowful Tree—that would be ideal.

But that’s Tian Shu Bureau’s concern, not his.

“Report this to Tian Shu Bureau. I’m leaving.”

Ye Xuan waved his hand.

If it were another heavenly treasure, he might have had some interest—but the Sorrowful Tree?

Even if Wang Quan Baye’s template didn’t carry his memories, even if it came with full memories, what could he, the template’s owner, do before the Sorrowful Tree if humans cannot reincarnate and rekindle fate?

Could it conjure Dongfang Huai Zhu for him?

The moment he finished speaking—

“Whirrr—!!!”

A deafening engine roar pierced the sky as a crimson-and-silver streak slashed across the heavens and arrived in an instant!

Yan Long Ju!

Its streamlined body was armored in crimson, silver metallic patterns shimmering like dragon scales, its rear spewing blazing flames, hovering three feet above the ground, radiating overwhelming might.

Ye Xuan leapt onto it, gripping the handle with one hand.

“Let’s go.”

“Boom—!”

Yan Long Ju’s engine roared like a dragon’s cry; the next second, the entire vehicle became a streak of crimson-and-silver light, tearing through the air and vanishing into the horizon!

Gu Che and the others stood frozen, watching the fading trail of flame, silent.

Lin Ruoxi rubbed her wind-tousled hair, her face puzzled.

“Does Ye Xuan not need to transform before summoning Yan Long Ju?”

“I remember the Armor Heroes—”

Shen Mo cut her off:

“What does your memory matter? Ye Xuan is Yan Long Xia now.”

“Why don’t you get recognized by a Light-Shade Stone? Then you’ll know whether summoning Light-Shade Ju requires transformation.”

Lin Ruoxi glared at Shen Mo:

“Shall I test the sharpness of my treasure sword?”

Shen Mo didn’t back down.

“My blade is no duller!”

The two locked eyes, their long swords and Zhan Po Dao seeming ready to strike at any moment.

“You two are truly boring.”

Gu Che shook his head in disbelief, refusing to join them, then looked up again at the hundred-meter-tall Sorrowful Tree, pink petals drifting down in the wind.

Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone and dialed Wang Shouguo.

“Hello, Director Wang? The beast surge in Qingshan County is resolved. We also found a heavenly treasure in Qingfeng Mountain.”

“What heavenly treasure? Hmm, have you seen Fox Spirit: Red Matchmaker? It’s the Sorrowful Tree from that.”

“Exact function unknown—tell the Science and Research Institute to come study it.”

“Agricultural Institute? No need for that—it’s a tree, after all. Might as well study it.”

Thought yesterday was the busiest day, but it turned out to be the least busy—sorry, dear readers, I might not be able to post eight chapters daily these two days. My apologies.jpg

But I guarantee six chapters daily.

Once I return on the fifth, I’ll invoke my mysterious arts and re-enter the eight-chapter realm! Confidently guaranteed.jpg

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