as both disbelieving and overjoyed.
"Father, is it really you? I’m fine. You... You had already…" Qin Yi found it hard to believe, tears filling his eyes.
"Yi'er, I left a soul imprint in you to save your life if needed. But now you've used it up… sigh."
"My time is short. I’ll soon fade away. Listen carefully to every word I say now!" Qin Yu's tone was stern, jolting Qin Yi to full attention.
"I am human, and your mother is from the beast clan. As you may know, humans and beasts have been enemies since ancient times. Being together led to us being hunted down. Your mother and I were killed, but you mustn’t blame anyone. This was our fate."
"As for the situation between the beast clan and humans, you’ll have to understand it yourself in the future. When you were young, I didn't teach you much. Now it’s time. This is our last meeting."
Qin Yi felt immense pain upon hearing his father's words. He wished he could roar to release his anguish.
"Father..." Qin Yi called out, his eyes brimming with tears.
Outside, the herb and Liu Hao saw the drastic change in Qin Yi’s demeanor and were puzzled. From intense pain to this...
"Yi'er, my abilities that brought me fame are twofold: my spear technique and my soul abilities. I mastered 'White Wind Spear Art' and 'Myriad Thunder Soul Splitting Technique.' I now pass these skills on to you. Take them!"
The illusion transformed into a beam of light, entering Qin Yi’s forehead. The surge of information caused an overwhelming pressure in Qin Yi's mind.
"Ah!"
Qin Yi clutched his head, shaking it violently. It felt like his head would explode.
Seeing this, Liu Hao turned his ring, producing a pill. He tossed it to Qin Yi, and an invisible aura entered his mind, alleviating the pain somewhat.
"Nerve-Stabilizing Pill and a spatial ring. Not bad," the herb remarked, amused by Liu Hao.
"Yi'er, don't seek revenge for me and your mother. We only wish for you to live safely."
"We can't accompany you further. The rest of your journey is up to you. Goodbye, my Yi..."
The voices echoed in Qin Yi's mind, filled with reluctance.
"Father! Don’t leave me! Father..." Qin Yi’s agonized cries echoed.
"Father... don’t leave me alone!" Qin Yi shouted to the sky.
This startled the herb and Liu Hao. Qin Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down his face, dripping to the ground.
"Drip."
"Drip."
"Drip."
Liu Hao clenched his fists, tears flowing. He understood Qin Yi's feelings and realized what he had just gone through.
The herb silently watched the grieving Qin Yi, finding the young man before it completely different from the Qin Yi it knew.
Despite being a magical herb, it felt Qin Yi's sorrow and a faint ki
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