Chapter 11: Farewell
"System, Show my attribute panel…"
[Normal Sign-In System
Host: Aither
Template: Geo Archon, Zhongli (12%)
Martial Soul: Archon Gnosis (God-tier)
Soul Power: Level 22
Spiritual Power: 521
Soul Spirit: Wind Spirit, Venti (1200 years)
Soul Skills:
Innate Domain: Thousand Winds Incarnation - Where there is wind, there are stories and poems. Can transform into the wind element, teleport within a range of 100 meters with low consumption, and perceive all movements within a 100-meter radius. The range increases with the increase of soul power level.
First Soul Skill: God of Freedom - Wind symbolizes freedom. The God of Freedom is not bound by anything and is immune to all control skills. Actively using it can release targets from control!
Second Soul Skill: Singer of the High Skies - The song of freedom resounds, granting flight to up to ten targets, retractable at any time, with a 50% speed increase. Immune to abnormal status for ten minutes!
Skills: Proficiency in Cooking, Writing, Painting (All), Music, Hacking, Driving (All), Musical Instruments (All), Acting, Business, Socializing, Wilderness Survival.
Items: Rainbow Spear (Artifact), Sky Blade (Artifact)]
Compared to three years ago, Aither's panel had undoubtedly become more luxurious. The most significant change was the addition of an item slot, which exclusively housed artifacts. However, at present, Aither was unable to fully utilize the power of artifacts. The current role of these artifacts was at best elemental affinity and indestructibility. Aither suspected that even these two artifacts might not be worthy of being called artifacts because they lacked any aura of artifacts…
As for the origins of these two artifacts… The Sky Blade was obtained from the Ascension Platform, while the Rainbow Spear was acquired from the Forge Master Association.
Wu Changkong also knew about Aither having these two special weapons, but he didn't say anything. Everyone has their own secrets, and Wu Changkong wasn't the type to pry into others' secrets. Moreover… Tang Sect's Vice Sect Master, Zang Xin, had already set his sights on Aither, openly stating his intention to groom Aither for the position of Tang Sect's Sect Master…
Looking at his handsome and cute appearance in the full-length mirror, Aither pursed his lips in self-admiration. "Truly, it's me!"
After a session of self-appreciation, Aither began to worry. Following the narrative's inertia, it seemed that Na'er would be leaving soon…
The thought of his adorable adopted daughter leaving filled Aither's face with an indelible sorrow.
Though he didn't want Na'er to leave, he knew he had no power to stop her, nor did he have any reason to. He knew that Na'er's departure this time would allow her to obtain her martial soul, the Silver Dragon Spear, from the soul beasts. Moreover, she would be able to go to Shrek Academy for cultivation. Regardless of the reasons, these were opportunities for Na'er. If he continued to keep Na'er by his side, it would benefit neither him nor Na'er.
"Husband, Na'er has washed her hands. Let's eat together…" Na'er came to Aither's side, intimately linking her arm with his.
"Okay…" Aither lowered his head and kissed Na'er's forehead.
At the dining table, Wu Changkong, accustomed to seeing the two feeding each other, was unperturbed by the unusual atmosphere today. "What's your soul power level now?" Wu Changkong casually inquired while eating.
"Soul power? Level 22…" Aither looked at Wu Changkong suspiciously. Knowing Wu Changkong as he did, he should have already known that Aither had broken through to level 22 a few days ago.
Aither became alert, realizing that this icy-faced man was up to something!
"Only level 22?" Wu Changkong's face showed a surge of coldness. "In three years, you've only progressed from level 13 to level 22, a total increase only of nine levels!?"
"In the most conducive period for cultivation as a soul master, three years to gain only nine levels. Don't you think you're wasting your talent too much?"
"If you had followed my way of cultivation, you would have at least reached level 30 by now!"
Aither's vigilance reached its peak. Wu Changkong, the ice-faced man with no attributes, rarely spoke more than a few words a day, yet it seemed he was brewing something big this time!
"The East Sea Academy is about to start. This year, you'll enroll with the freshmen!"
As expected! When at wit's end, one reveals their dagger!
But… Isn't it just going to school? I was actually thinking of going anyway…
Aither knew that Na'er would be leaving soon, whether for Gu Yuena or for the original characters' sign-in opportunities. He also had to attend school as per the plot.
"Go to school? Sure!"
Wu Changkong raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had planned to forcibly take Aither away, but unexpectedly, there seemed to be a turning point?
Taking another look at Na'er, Wu Changkong thought she might resist letting Aither go, but it seemed that the girl had no intention of making a fuss, even though she looked a bit down.
"Well, leave the enrollment arrangements to me. Just make sure you're there when the school starts."
Na'er stuffed her mouth with food, her eyes blank. "Hey, husband… Would you accompany me for a walk later?"
Go for a walk?
Aither gazed at Na'er, and after a while, nodded.
Seeing the two children as if nothing had happened, Wu Changkong felt a bit out of place. Nevertheless, the atmosphere today was indeed strange. After eating a few bites hastily, he returned to his room to cultivate.
Aither and Na'er acted as if nothing had happened, laughing and playing as usual.
After dinner, Na'er dragged Aither out of the room.
As night fell, the nightlife in East Sea City was vibrant, with bright lights and moonlight cascading down, and the wind gently blowing…
Leaning against the railing, feeling the gentle breeze brushing against his face and the warmth in his hand, Na'er's delicate little face broke into a smile. "Hey, husband, the stars are beautiful tonight, aren't they?"
"Uh-huh…" Aither nodded, a faint sorrow lingering in the breeze.
"Husband… You said… in the Douluo Continent, wherever there's wind, there's you…" Na'er's face blushed slightly, a stubbornness that wanted to cry but couldn't shining in her eyes. "If I leave, will you miss me?"
Na'er turned to face Aither, her eyes, like amethysts, staring intently at him.
"I will, of course I will miss you. You're my adopted daughter after all…" Speaking of the term "adopted daughter," Aither recalled the first time he met Na'er, on that twilight evening.
Perhaps, initially, Aither just wanted to play a game of raising a loli, simply lusting after the future grown-up Gu Yuena.
But now, he had genuinely fallen for this adorable little thing. Maybe it wasn't to the extent of romantic love, but he definitely regarded this little cabbage he had raised for three years as his family.
"That's right… I'm your, husband's, adopted daughter…" Na'er chuckled, but as she laughed, tears streamed down her face.