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Chapter 219 Sorry

Upon hearing Wang Fang's words, Lin Qiye no longer hesitated and briefly explained the situation in Cangnan City to her.

Although Wang Fang was shocked by what Lin Qiye said and had some doubts, she still listened to him very attentively.

Yang Jin stood by the side the whole time, acting as a good listener.

A suspicion began to form in my mind: perhaps my brother already knew his identity...

"Auntie, that's how it is." Lin Qiye, feeling his divine power dwindling, finished speaking and stared intently into Wang Fang's eyes, as if trying to discern something from them. "But... I might not be able to save you. Auntie, will you blame me?"

“You’re a good child, your aunt knows that…” Wang Fang smiled and shook her head. “How could your aunt blame you? It’s not your fault. It’s all the fault of those external gods. Otherwise, our little Qi wouldn’t have suffered for so many years…”

"Our little Qi has been blind for ten years. If it weren't for them, she could have grown up like other normal children... and wouldn't have had to..."

“Auntie…” Lin Qiye’s voice trembled slightly, “If all the divine power in my body disappears, you might disappear… and we might never see each other again.”

But at that moment, Yang Jin suddenly spoke up: "No, absolutely not!"

"Mom, believe me, everything will be alright..."

Wang Fang was very confused and asked gently, "Ah Jin, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom... I'm sorry, it's all our fault..."

Ten years ago, we were still in the cycle of reincarnation, unable to witness all of this, unable to prevent this tragedy from happening... It was we who failed to save you.

"sorry....."

Wang Fang looked at Lin Qiye and Yang Jin, one on her left and one on her right, the other choking back tears and blaming herself.

"Ajin."

"Ah."

"Xiaoqi."

"I'm here, Auntie."

"Both of you come closer to me."

Lin Qiye and Yang Jin dared not disobey Wang Fang's words and walked over to her side.

Wang Fang looked the two of them over carefully, then hugged them both tightly, one on each side, saying, "You've both grown so big, Auntie can't hug you both at once anymore..."

"Although I don't know what happened, you are both good children, so how could I blame you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Fang suddenly noticed a few glimmers of starlight appearing before her eyes.

The sealed memories in her mind were unlocked, and she suddenly understood something.

He held their hands even tighter.

It wasn't until these specks of light appeared from their fingertips to their palms that Lin Qiye and Yang Jin noticed and broke free from Wang Fang's embrace.

"Why, how could this be? I still have a little bit of divine power left in my body! Why is my period starting so soon..." Lin Qiye murmured.

Yang Jin guessed, "Could it be because what you just said to Mom triggered her memories, and coupled with your diminishing divine power, the shattering of your divine realm... has happened ahead of schedule?"

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into the flesh between his palms, and a hint of brilliance appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

Upon hearing Yang Jin's words, Lin Qiye instantly understood.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Auntie wouldn't be here any longer..."

"So it won't..."

"Xiao Qi, A Jin!" Wang Fang called out, "I was already dead, but I'm already very content to be able to stay with you two for another ten years... Don't be too sad or blame yourself."

"Mom, don't worry, you'll be alright." Yang Jin took a deep breath, a determined look in his eyes. "You'll be alright!"

"What?!" Lin Qiye exclaimed in shock.

Before Lin Qiye and Wang Fang could think too much, Yang Jin pulled out a gray cloth bag. "This is a Soul-Gathering Bag, a treasure of the Heavenly Venerable, large enough to hold the souls of you and everyone in the entire Cangnan City."

"Ah Jin, you too..."

Yang Jin did not deny what Wang Fang said, and nodded.

Seeing Yang Jin nod, Wang Fang murmured, "I never imagined... that the two children I've raised in my life... wouldn't be ordinary people..."

For most people, having even one child like this in their lifetime is incredibly rare... let alone having two. My life... is truly worthwhile!

"Mom, now that my brother's divine realm is shattered, you and all the souls of Cangnan City who were kept in the mortal world will be separated again... As long as I use the Soul-Gathering Bag to collect all your souls, and wait for the Heavenly Venerable to reshape your physical bodies, you can be resurrected!" Yang Jin said earnestly.

Hearing Yang Jin's words, Lin Qiye remembered how Liu Lang had helped Captain Chen Muye recreate his physical body, and he immediately became excited. "Auntie, listen to A-Jin, go into the bag first and bear with it for a while. When we are able to help you recreate your physical body, we will definitely revive you!"

"Okay, Auntie believes you." Wang Fang smiled slightly.

As time went by, Wang Fang's body gradually began to become transparent...

However, before she completely disappeared, her hand slowly reached out and gently stroked Yang Jin and Lin Qiye's faces.

Yang Jin and Lin Qiye stood there quietly, watching Wang Fang's body gradually disappear before their eyes.

Their faces showed indescribable sadness and reluctance, tears welling up in their eyes, but they held them back.

Finally, Wang Fang's hand fell limply to her side, and her body completely dissipated into the golden starlight, scattering into the air.

Golden starlight poured out of the window, converging into a golden torrent in the sky.

"Ah Jin... it's up to you now."

Lin Qiye raised his hand and pointed to the golden torrent in the sky, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Ah Jin, we must save Auntie." Lin Qiye's voice was firm.

Yang Jin nodded emphatically, "Okay."

Then he walked to the window and opened the Soul-Gathering Bag.

"May your soul return—!"

The Soul-Gathering Bag flashed with light, absorbing the entire golden torrent into it.

After the soul-gathering bag had absorbed all the souls, the light gradually faded.

Yang Jin put away the soul-gathering bag and turned to look at Lin Qiye.

"elder brother......"

"kindness."

"Don't you have any questions for me? Like, my identity, or why...?"

Lin Qiye interrupted Yang Jin before he could finish speaking, saying, "No need."

“No matter who you are, you are my brother.” Lin Qiye patted Yang Jin on the shoulder, his gaze firm. “We will definitely be able to save Auntie.”

“Yes, definitely,” Yang Jin replied.

"As for the rest... you'll tell me when you're ready to talk about it, I don't need to ask."

"If you don't want to tell me, even if I ask, you probably still won't tell me, right?"