The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity Chapter 489 - 487: She Won’t Die

Zhu Chuanli returned to the Heavenly chanism Sect and first sought out Sect Leader Song Jian.

He waited in the hall, but Song Jian hadn’t arrived yet.

Zhu Chuanli pondered how to bring up the matter of Song You with Song Jian, and whether Song Jian still rembered that woman, and if he still anticipated the return of his daughter.

He felt, it should be an expectation.

Many years ago, there were quite a few won from Major Sects who liked Song Jian, but he rejected them all.

He hadn’t accepted any new won, probably because he couldn’t stop thinking about that one woman.

While he was thinking, Song Jian finally arrived.

"Sect Leader."

Zhu Chuanli respectfully perford a salute.

"What’s the matter? What kind of mischief have those little rascals gotten into now?"

Just as Zhu Chuanli was about to answer, he looked up and saw sothing odd about Song Jian’s appearance.

"Sect Leader, what’s this..."

He pointed at Song Jian’s beard.

Song Jian’s skin was very delicate, and his features were handso, but to prevent other won from coveting him, he had deliberately added so white to his hair, and grew out a very long beard, making him look like a man in his forties or fifties.

Aside from that, his clothes were tattered, a true neglect of his appearance.

Zhu Chuanli had long beco accustod to his image, and his surprise was due to the fact that Song Jian’s long beard had been braided into two small braids.

"Ah, that little lass did this, monkeying around all day long."

Song Jian murmured and reached up to straighten his beard.

Zhu Chuanli asked in astonishnt, "Sect Leader, have you found your daughter?"

"No, this is a friend of mine."

He was referring to Qing Dai.

Qing Dai was lively and sweet-talking, and he quite liked this young girl.

Especially since Song Jian knew he had a daughter, yet hadn’t seen her for many years.

If his daughter were by his side, she would be around Qing Dai’s age.

Sotis, while interacting with Qing Dai, he would be reminded of his own daughter, and his heart would fill with a touch of tender affection.

Zhu Chuanli nodded and then said, "Sect Leader, I encountered a young lady outside today, who bears so resemblance to you in her brows and eyes, so I went up and asked her na.

The young lady’s na is Song You.

In this world, there are many with the surna Song, and I didn’t think much of it. However, during our conversation, a precious blue sword tassel fell from her person, with a piece of jade carved with the ’Song’ character on it.

A sword tassel of such material must surely co from our Heavenly chanism Sect; I cannot be mistaken.

A precious blue sword tassel signifies the identity of the Young Master.

However, we currently do not have a Young Master, yet she possesses such a tassel, and I feel..."

Before he could finish, Song Jian suddenly stepped forward.

"Where is this young lady? Take to et her!"

Ever since Song Jian beca Sect Leader, he had not sought a dao companion, nor had he offspring, so the position of Heavenly chanism Sect’s Young Master had always been vacant.

In the past, he had given his Young Master’s sword tassel to his daughter.

Could this girl nad Song You be the child he had with Qin Wan?

On this thought, Song Jian was very excited.

"She is in the town."

Seeing Song Jian’s reaction, Zhu Chuanli also felt a surge of joy.

"Sect Leader, I will bring her to visit you now."

He turned, intending to go look for Song You, but Song Jian had moved ahead of him.

"I’ll go with you!"

Zhu Chuanli contacted Song You using a Communication Talisman, and they quickly found her whereabouts.

Upon seeing the beggar-like appearance of Song Jian, Guan Lin and Song You were surprised for quite a while.

They hadn’t expected the Sect Leader of the Heavenly chanism Sect to be such a man.

"This is our Heavenly chanism Sect’s Sect Leader."

As Zhu Chuanli spoke, the two then ca to their senses.

"Greetings, senior."

As the two were about to perform a salute, Song Jian quickly helped Song You up.

He stared at Song You’s eyebrows and eyes for a while.

Zhu Chuanli said there was a resemblance between Song You and himself, but to him, it wasn’t that similar.

Additionally, there was no resemblance to Qin Wan.

However, it’s not uncommon for children not to resemble their parents.

"No need for formalities."

Song Jian steadied himself and asked, "May I see the sword tassel your mother left you?"

"Of course."

Song You had been waiting for Song Jian to co to her, and she hurriedly took out the sword tassel.

Song Jian took it and carefully examined it.

"This is indeed what I left behind. Do you rember what your mother was called?"

"My mother’s na was Qin Wan."

Hearing this na, Song Jian suddenly gripped the sword tassel tightly in his hand.

The image of his beloved surfaced in his mind, prompting him to let out a long sigh.

"How did you.... co to be here?"

"It’s a bit complicated."

"And your mother?"

A look of loss crossed Song You’s face, "She has passed away."

"What?!"

Song Jian was struck as if by lightning, staring at her in shock.

The sword tassel nearly fell to the ground.

"How can this be? It’s only been a little over twenty years since, she..."

"Over the years, my mother was constantly gloomy and in poor health, eventually succumbing to a serious illness."

Hearing this, Song Jian seed to lose his soul.

"It’s all my fault, it’s all because of ."

He held the sword tassel, tears welling in his eyes.

Zhu Chuanli and Guan Lin saw this and exchanged a aningful look.

It seed that the leader of the Heavenly chanism Sect truly cared deeply for the woman from the Mortal World.

"Song You, co back to the Heavenly chanism Sect with first."

Song Jian took a long ti before he spoke to her.

"Alright."

Song You steadied the emotions in her heart and nodded in sorrow.

Song Jian first led her back and then had Zhu Chuanli arrange accommodations for Song You.

As for himself, he needed to calm down first.

He was sowhat unable to accept what Song You had said.

"How could she have died, it’s impossible. Absolutely impossible."

He ran into his palace, stumbling like a madman.

In order to return to that world, he had not focused on his cultivation for years and had spent every day researching how to get there.

Given his talent, he should have ascended to the Immortal Realm long ago if he had cultivated earnestly.

But Qin Wan and his daughter beca obsessions in his heart.

Without seeing them, he could never let go of this obsession, nor could he ever settle down to cultivate.

"It can’t be, she can’t be dead."

Song Jian entered his underground chamber.

This chamber was filled with all sorts of clutter.

Only one spot was clean and tidy, with a faint blue lamp floating above it.

Inside the glass lamp, a few strands of long hair were kept.

These were strands of Qin Wan’s hair that Song Jian had brought back before he was taken from that world.

With these hairs, he could use a secret technique of the sect to learn of Qin Wan’s life or death.

Even though they were worlds apart, he could still find out about her.

However, using such a spell took a great toll on one’s cultivation.

But Song Jian didn’t care about that now.

He wanted to know Qin Wan’s situation right away. Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

The light on the glass lamp grew brighter and brighter.

Song Jian’s complexion gradually turned pale.

The halo spread out, showing the situation of the hair’s owner.

"Little Wan!"

Seeing Qin Wan’s face, Song Jian felt a surge of emotion. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He didn’t care, instead he infused even more spiritual power into the lamp.