The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 472 - 470 Your Father is Named Song Jian

Chapter 472: Chapter 470 Your Father is Named Song Jian

Qin Wan arrived at the mountain’s foot town and said to the girl beside her, "Miss, what is your name? I owe you my life for today’s rescue, and I will come to thank you with my daughter tomorrow."

"I’m Song You. There’s no need to thank me; anyone would have helped in such a situation."

Qin Wan wanted to say more, but Song You turned and walked up the mountain.

Soon, her figure vanished on the mountain path.

She did not take the scenic trail but the perilous paths deep within the mountains.

Qin Wan smiled helplessly. "What a kind-hearted girl."

Seeing the town’s lights, she finally felt at ease.

Now that her nerves were not so tense, Qin Wan felt a pang of pain from the wound on her shoulder.

When she returned to the hotel, Song You came back to the spot where she’d encountered Qin Wan.

The dead wolf on the road had already turned into a skeleton.

Song You kicked the bones into the bushes beside the path, letting them roll down the mountain.

If someone professional were to find these bones, they would undoubtedly bring trouble to her.

"Young Master, that person didn’t discover our affairs, did she?"

Someone came out from the woods, dressed in ethnic attire similar to Song You’s, with totem tattoos on his face.

"She most likely did not."

Song You prepared to leave but suddenly felt something unusual underfoot.

Bending down, she found a sword tassel on the ground.

The sword tassel, having been stepped on several times, was still spotless, and attached to it was a piece of jade, which seemed extraordinary.

Vaguely, she could feel Spiritual Power pulsing from the jade.

Song You picked up the sword tassel.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered the character "Song" engraved on the jade.

A ripple of emotion stirred in her eyes as she gripped the sword tassel tightly and stared intently at the "Song" character on the jade.

Spiritual Power surged from her hand, which could shatter the jade into dust.

But a layer of light suddenly appeared on the jade, resisting Song You’s Spiritual Power.

"Could it be someone from the Song Family?"

Song You murmured, her expression darkening.

"Young Master, what did you say?"

The man beside her asked.

"It’s nothing."

Song You put away the jade sword tassel, thinking to herself that she should inquire later about the woman’s connection to the Song Family.

Saving Qin Wan was not by chance.

They were on a mission here, and outsiders could not be allowed to know.

She had presumed that no one would be on the mountain at night, yet Qin Wan suddenly came down the mountain.

Moreover, she encountered a wolf, whose loud screams could draw the attention of the scenic area’s staff.

To prevent discovery by others, Song You had to come and take Qin Wan away.

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Qin Wan returned to the hotel, planning to drop off her things and go to the hospital.

She did not want to alarm Qin Zhao, so as not to worry her.

However, as soon as she entered, Qin Zhao came over from next door.

"What happened?"

Seeing the scratch on her shoulder, Qin Zhao was startled.

"I encountered a wild wolf on my way down the mountain, but fortunately, a passing girl saved me."

"A wild wolf?"

Qin Zhao pulled her over, had her sit on the couch, and began healing her wound.

Seeing the Spiritual Power flowing from Qin Zhao’s hands, Qin Wan had a complex expression.

She had long known Qin Zhao possessed these abilities but had never probed further.

"Zhaozhao, who taught you cultivation?"

Today, recalling many past events, she couldn’t help but ask.

Perhaps Zhaozhao inherited her father’s Talent and eventually learned these skills.

"From the Heavenly Master Sect, I have a good friend there."

The wound on Qin Wan’s shoulder was healing at a visible rate.

She couldn’t help but excitedly grasp Qin Zhao’s hand, "How do they think you’re doing with your studies?"

"They think I’m doing very well, no one can compare."

"That’s good."

Tears welled up in Qin Wan’s eyes as her face showed a hint of pride.

She also murmured to herself somewhat curiously, "You shouldn’t be worse than anyone else."

Qin Zhao stared at her for a while and then felt that something was off with Qin Wan.

Ever since he had arrived at Kunlun Mountain, she had seemed somewhat absent-minded.

"After cultivation, is it possible to live a very long time?"

"Yes, would you like to practice cultivation?" Qin Zhao asked her, "If you want, I can teach you. Although starting at your current age is quite late, with hard work, there will still be results."

At the very least, it might extend your life by several decades, and you would fall ill less often.

"I’d rather not, there’s no need to live that long."

Qin Wan sighed, looking like she had more to say but hesitated.

Several times she wanted to open her mouth to tell Qin Zhao about her biological father.

But she felt that there was no need to tell Qin Zhao.

If nothing unexpected happened, they would never meet in this lifetime.

"Mom, whatever you want to say, just say it."

This time, Qin Zhao didn’t call her "aunt."

Although he couldn’t admit it publicly, privately calling her that wasn’t known to others.

"I..."

Hearing him call her "mom," Qin Wan inexplicably felt the urge to cry.

She suddenly hugged Qin Zhao tightly, struggling to calm her emotions.

"Zhaozhao, if I’m no longer around in the future, you can often visit Kunlun Mountain. Your father died here; consider it... as if you’re coming to see him."

"Alright, what’s his name? Where is his grave?"

Qin Zhao didn’t mind paying a visit to a grave.

"His name is Song Jian."

Qin Wan hesitated for a moment before admitting, "There wasn’t even a body left, how could there be a grave?"

"Did he die in an accident?"

Seeing her say this, Qin Zhao assumed that his father had died in an accident, such as encountering wild beasts on the mountain, or getting caught in an avalanche or some other natural disaster.

Qin Wan’s voice was somewhat choked, "You could say that."

Qin Zhao didn’t speak, feeling somewhat displeased inside.

She hadn’t expected that not only had her mentor died here, but her biological father had also died here.

Was this damned Kunlun Mountain somehow jinxed for her?

Qin Zhao sighed, "No wonder you went up the mountain today and didn’t allow me to accompany you. In the future, don’t go alone; I don’t want to see you meet any accidents."

"I understand."

Thinking about tonight’s events, Qin Wan was still somewhat shaken.

"Then you rest, I’ll go back to my room."

Qin Wan’s injuries were all healed by Qin Zhao, and after being frightened and exhausted all day, she was incredibly sleepy.

Returning to her own room, Qin Zhao found herself without the slightest hint of sleepiness.

She had been sleeping since the afternoon, only waking up in the early hours of the morning.

"How can I sleep so much? I used to be able to stay awake without sleep."

Qin Zhao was puzzled for a moment.

"Could it be that the recent shock is causing me to feel excessively sleepy?"

Thinking this, she mentally scolded Chu Yan once again.

Unable to sleep, Qin Zhao left her house at the break of dawn and went to climb the mountains.

Kunlun Mountain was a large mountain range.

She still didn’t know the true facts surrounding her mentor’s death, so she planned to look around the area again.

And what Qin Wan had said yesterday was a bit strange.

She mentioned that a young girl had killed a wolf and saved her.

Setting aside whether this girl, if just an ordinary girl, had the ability to kill a wolf, her being out wandering on the mountain late at night was odd in itself.

Unless Qin Wan was very lucky and had encountered a helpful spirit monster in the mountains.

Not all demons were man-eaters; some enjoyed doing good deeds as it could accumulate goodness and merit, which would benefit a demon’s cultivation.