"Hey, are you alright? Why don't you come to my house for the celebration banquet?" Jiang Fu stepped forward to comfort him. She had heard that he was one of the few who hadn't condensed his natal magic weapon, so she could roughly understand his disappointment.

"Since the Jiang family is not my home, I shall take my leave now!"

Jiang Yuan took two steps back, then bowed to Jiang Yunchen, the head of the Duhai family, and his grandfather, the head of the Zhongyuan family, and said, "Seniors, farewell!"

"this……"

Jiang Yunchen and the others hadn't expected Jiang Yuan to leave so decisively, and they couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, this young man is indeed quite sensible. He is searching for his roots everywhere to fulfill his parents' last wish. If it were me, with such talent, I wouldn't care about family or anything like that. I would just live a carefree life!" Jiang Yunchen sighed.

"Now that you mention it, this young man is quite good. His talent and temperament are both top-notch. It's a pity he didn't join my Jiang family!" The head of the Duhai family also sighed.

Hearing this, Jiang Yunchen looked at Jiang Fu with a hint of regret and said, "That's true. If he could become your Fu'er's Daoist partner, they would be a match made in heaven. They would be a perfect match in terms of both appearance and talent!"

"What kind of taste do you have? Are you implying that my Fu'er is just average-looking? I can tolerate the same talent, but what kind of nonsense is this about matching looks?!" the Du Hai family head said, annoyed.

"No way, you two old folks haven't even noticed that my husband is wearing a mask yet?" Jiang Yunchen said with a strange expression.

"Wait a minute, you're saying this guy surnamed Jiang has been wearing a mask the whole time?"

The head of the Duhai family was startled, and even the head of the Zhongyuan family frowned.

"You old bastard, you'll regret this! In my opinion, my master's looks are unmatched in the Jiang family. He'll definitely make sure Fu'er doesn't suffer!" Jiang Yunchen laughed heartily, then left with the Lingyun Jiang family.

...

Walking on the streets of Ancheng, Jiang Yuan felt as if he had been transported to another world.

He couldn't distinguish who he was, whether he was Death or Jiang Yuan. He didn't know his purpose in living, or perhaps, his only purpose was to survive.

Life is illusory. Looking back on the path he has walked, not much of it remains deeply etched in his mind. Most of his memories are of everything that happened after the catastrophe, as if the catastrophe was the dividing line that caused a huge change in his life. The first half of his life was about his parents, and the second half was about fighting to the death.

"Monotonous, yet irresistible!"

Jiang Yuan strolled quietly along the ancient streets of Ancheng, spending a very uneventful half-day.

However, it was absolutely impossible for him to settle down. In the evening, the AI ​​sent him a message.

Three in total!

The official admission notice from Huasheng College's official WeChat account.

Ke Zhiyuan, who was conveying the admission notice on behalf of Liu Zhaodi, also sent a similar message.

The last message contained only five words: "We miss you." It didn't indicate who sent it or reveal any other information, and it was deleted immediately after being read. However, Jiang Yuan knew who sent the message. It must have been Xiao Xiao, who was in the Demon Spirit Kingdom, and this time she even brought her mother along.

Three pieces of information pulled him back from his state of confusion. These messages constantly reminded him that he could not live a leisurely life yet. To become the Jiang Yuan with a soul and flesh again, he had to fight to the end against his companion god. At the same time, Bu Yao and Xiao Xiao were waiting for him. This family that transcended races needed great strength to maintain itself. Perhaps it was a god, or perhaps he needed to be even stronger. Only by constantly becoming stronger could he take back everything that belonged to him.

"Let's go back!"

Jiang Yuan did not choose to take the teleportation array, but continued to travel through the wilderness.

He needs to fight to forget these troubles; only in battle will he clearly know what his purpose in living is.

"Target is dead. Collecting the mark of the dead. Obtain Spirit Plant Fragment*1."

He had killed countless spirit beasts that wanted to devour him, but when he punched a 'Spore Beast' to death, an unexpected fragment burst forth.

The Spore Beast is an alien race from another world, a rare spirit beast that is both animal and plant. The Spore Beast enjoys eating fungi-type spiritual herbs, but after consuming these herbs, it stores their spores in its body and nurtures them in a unique way before expelling them. The spores nurtured by the Spore Beast will have a hundred times more vitality and potential than they initially had. With further cultivation by the Spore Beast, even more powerful fungi-type spiritual herbs will be born.

For this reason, the Spore Beasts are known as Beast Spirit Plant Masters, and their mastery of spirit plant techniques is no less than that of any acquired spirit plant master.

"Nature is truly amazing!"

Jiang Yuan looked at the green fragment of a spiritual plant in his palm and couldn't help but admire it. In the technological age, humans are insignificant in the face of nature. He didn't expect that even in the Apocalypse era, this was still the case.

"Stone sense!"

Jiang Yuan enhanced his perception and sense of stone, and quickly located the territory of the spore-beast.

"Looks like I'm going to become a spirit plant master tonight!"

The fragments extracted by the power of death possess such miraculous abilities. Like array fragments, spirit plant fragments are the foundation of a spirit plant master. He believes that after obtaining enough spirit plant fragments, he can become an excellent spirit plant master. When Ning Yanlan's aura dissipates in his personal space, he can go back to growing vegetables.

Jiang Yuan unfurled his Holy Demon Wings and stormed into the territory of the Spore Beasts. Here, giant fungi, some three or four meters tall, were everywhere, and all sorts of fuzzy spores floated in the air. But this seemingly beautiful forest wonderland concealed endless dangers.

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