Void space.
Tong Qian's resentment had dissipated, and she had regained her calm and intellectual demeanor, her scholarly air adding a unique charm to her.
Seeing her looking over, Qi An smiled and said, "Your mother asked me to apologize to you on her behalf."
Tong Qian paused for a moment, her expression somewhat complicated.
Most parents wait for their children to say thank you, while many children spend their entire lives waiting for their parents to say sorry.
Finally hearing the apology, all of Tong Qian's resentment and anger vanished completely at that moment.
After a long pause, she smiled with relief: "Okay, I forgive her."
"Thank you. I have no regrets. I'm leaving now."
"Go ahead, live freely in your next life."
After finishing their business, and with no outsiders around, Fu Gui, who had been waiting for a long time, pounced on Qi An and gave him a bear hug.
Qi An: "..."
"Sister An'an, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!"
Qi An pulled her aside and looked her up and down: "Not bad, you've improved quite a bit this time."
Fu Gui chuckled foolishly: "Hehe, it's not bad. It's all thanks to the good formation you set up for me. It makes cultivation twice as effective with half the effort."
"Ata and Xiao Yin haven't come out of seclusion yet?"
“They came out once, but I sent them back. I figured Ata and Xiao Yin were going to grow up.”
"Yes, it's about time. We can't let them slack off. After all, there's still a tough battle to fight later."
Fu Gui nodded: "Don't worry, Sister An'an, we will always stand with you and fight that damned Heavenly Dao of Li Yue to the end."
Qi An patted her head, thinking to himself: I will not let you be in danger.
Next, Qi An gave Fu Gui a general overview of the mission, satisfying Fu Gui's curiosity.
Suddenly, a thick aura of resentment drifted into the void.
The two stopped talking, exchanged a glance, and realized they had a job.
Upon seeing the visitor, Fugui's eyes lit up: "What a beautiful soul, what pure spiritual energy!"
Qi An pondered for a moment and said, "She is not human. She must be some rare treasure that has developed intelligence and a soul over a long period of time."
Fu Gui said regretfully, "Look at her body, torn to pieces. She must have been dismembered. It's so tragic."
The person making the prayer this time was a woman who looked radiant with spiritual energy.
She wore a colorful gauze dress, and her long, bluish-purple hair was held up with an antique jade hairpin.
On the woman's cheeks were some patterns that shimmered with tiny lights. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be four lifelike dragon patterns of different colors.
This makes her look incredibly spiritual; just standing there, she evokes the image of a top-tier work of art.
However, this work of art, which should have been perfect, has a regrettable flaw.
Her naked skin, once as pure and flawless as glass, was now covered with hideous cracks, ruining its natural and unparalleled beauty.
Just as Fu Gui said, it was as if he had been dismembered.
Qi An asked, "Who comes here? What is your wish?"
The woman stepped forward and performed an ancient greeting to Qi An and Fu Gui, her voice as gentle as jade.
"I...I am called Ajiu. I want to go home, but I can't find my way home."
Fugui asked curiously, "Why can't I find it?"
How can you not find your own home?
The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with an unyielding sorrow.
"My true form is a glazed tile wall with dragon patterns. It was created in the Ming Dynasty and is over six hundred years old. Everyone says that I am a treasure of human civilization."
Qi Anxin thought: So it's a top-tier cultural relic. No wonder its spiritual energy is so pure and it even gave birth to a soul.
"More than a hundred years ago, many robbers broke into my country, bullied my compatriots, set fire to our homes, and robbed me and many of my brothers and sisters."
“We are top-tier national treasures, but they are very rough with us and don’t cherish us at all.”
Those of me, being larger and harder to transport, were cut to pieces and taken away; many of my more fragile companions perished along the way.
Fu Gui was heartbroken: "Damn, it's an antique! This is such a waste!"
Ah Jiu's eyes were filled with tears: "Later, we were imprisoned in the country where the bandits lived, and were displayed as spoils of war, suffering ridicule and humiliation for more than a hundred years."
“We eagerly await our family’s return home every day.”
"They can sever my dragon body, but they can't sever my dragon soul. I've waited for so long with this broken body, but I still haven't been able to return to my homeland."
"Over the years, many of our predecessors have become frail and weak due to a lack of proper care. They are holding on because they hope to be able to go home and visit their families again someday."
"I am too badly injured to go on. But even if I am just a soul, I want to return to my homeland and see the country I have been away from for so long."
Ah Jiu looked dejected: "But I have been wandering outside for over a hundred years and I no longer know the way home."
In just a few words, Ajiu expressed the bitterness and humiliation of being away from home for more than a hundred years. Every word was filled with tears, and Qi An and Fu Gui frowned as they listened.
Qi An asked, "Where do you live?"
When she mentioned her home, Ajiu's eyes filled with deep longing: "An ancient country in the East, a land of etiquette."
"How many...compatriots were robbed of you back then?"
Ah Jiu said sadly, "There are so many, too many to count, definitely more than ten million pieces. Excluding those that have been lost or damaged, there are more than 23,000 in the place where I am, and each one is a rare treasure."
Qi An: "..."
Fu Gui: "..."
How much is this worth?!
Fu Gui rolled up his sleeves: "Sister An'an, let's go help A Jiu beat up those damn robbers."
Ah Jiu smiled through her tears and said softly, "More than a hundred years have passed, they have long since passed away."
Fu Gui raised his chin slightly: "I don't care. Debts of our ancestors are paid by their descendants. I just like to practice collective punishment."
Qi An confirmed with A Jiu: "So, your wish is for all your cultural relics that have been scattered abroad to return to their homeland?"
Ajiu nodded emphatically and said eagerly, "Yes, we have been wandering in foreign lands for too long, and we dream of going home."
"That's easy."
Fu Gui snapped his fingers: "An An and I can just snatch you back. It's just a matter of running errands, it'll be done in no time."
Unexpectedly, Ajiu shook her head: "No, we can't go back like that. Our elders all said that we come from a great country and would never do such a petty thing."
Fu Gui: "..."
They're quite particular.
Ah Jiu straightened her back and said in a firm tone, "We will go home in glory and with dignity."
Qi An raised an eyebrow, a slow smile playing on his lips. Interesting.
"Very well, I accept your prayer. I assure you, I will make the descendants of those bandits kneel and beg you to come home."
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