Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

"Zi Mo, my sister is about to leave for Xuantian Sect. You must take good care of yourself and stop feeling sad secretly."

Yun Zimo's heart was filled with panic. His eyes revealed endless pleading, and he held Liu Qianyu's hand tightly.

He was like an insecure child, afraid that the only warmth he had would leave him again.

He felt a little humble and shameless, as if this happiness was stolen and could vanish at any time.

He wanted to beg her to stay, wanted to hold this warmth tightly in his hands and not let any chance slip away.

Liu Qianyu looked at Yun Zimo's reluctant eyes and gently stroked his head, as if comforting a wounded little animal.

"Zi Mo, don't worry, sister will be back after she finishes her training."

Yun Zimo looked at Liu Qianyu's released hand dejectedly, feeling an endless sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Yeah, he can't.

He carries a blood feud and his life and death are uncertain, so how can he protect her?

The pain was like a biting gale, pouring into his limbs and bones.

Liu Qianyu stood up and prepared to go to Xuantian Sect to become a disciple and practice. "Okay, sister, go pack up. We will leave for Xuantian Sect later."

Yun Zimo looked at her back, feeling a strong sense of panic and uneasiness in his heart. He was afraid that this farewell would be forever.

"elder sister!"

Yun Zimo suddenly shouted, his voice hoarse and anxious.

Liu Qianyu paused, then turned around with a surprised smile on her face. She quickly walked to Yun Zimo and hugged him in her arms.

"Zi Mo, that's great, you can finally speak!"

Yun Zimo reached out and hugged Liu Qianyu back, feeling her scent greedily.

"Sister, I'll wait for you to come back." His voice was choked.

"Well, by then, I hope to see a little immortal who is healthy and has great magical powers." Liu Qianyu's words were full of anticipation.

Yun Zimo nodded in Liu Qianyu's arms and rubbed her gently, reluctant to let go and wanting to engrave this warmth into his bones.

Yun Zimo took off the Blazing Orchid Flute passed down to him by his father from his waist. It was not only his most treasured artifact, but also a sacred object that carried the glory and bloodline of their clan.

The flute exudes a faint red light all over, as if it contains endless fiery power, ready to burst out at any time.

Yun Zimo mobilized the spiritual power in his body and gathered it on his hands. The spiritual power gathered at his fingertips like flowing water, forming a light pattern.

Yun Zimo exerted force suddenly, and with a slight "click" sound, the Fiery Voice Transmission Flute was broken into a small piece by him, and a strange light flashed at the broken part.

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Qianyu's beautiful eyes, and she looked at Yun Zimo in confusion.

I saw him biting his finger, and bright red blood oozed out from his fingertips and slowly dripped onto the broken piece of flute.

The moment the blood came into contact with the flute, a slight buzzing sound was emitted, which was the artifact responding to the call of its master.

Yun Zimo's fingers drew golden rays of light, which finally gathered on the flute. It turned into a delicate mini flute the size of a little finger.

"Sister, this is the secret technique of our Blazing Fox clan. It can not only transmit sound, but also let me feel your presence."

Yun Zimo waved his hand lightly, and a colorful rope appeared, which he hung on Liu Qianyu's waist to keep the flute company with the Sweet Rabbit Candy Jar.

"You carry it with you. Whenever you blow this flute, I will respond to you immediately."

Zi Mo stood quietly there, watching the backs of Liu Qianyu and Liu Ruilin gradually disappear into the distance.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, almost drawing blood.

His heart seemed to be torn apart, a silent pain and a strong impulse churning in his body, and he wanted to catch up with Liu Qianyu at all costs.

His steps were as heavy as lead, as if he was bound by invisible chains.

Sister, I will kill my enemies with my own hands if I were still alive.

Can I always be by your side?

* * *

Xuantian Sect is located in the southeast spiritual realm above the Nine Heavens. It is surrounded by clouds and mist and immortal air. It is the holy land that immortal cultivators dream of.

The sect was built on the mountain and was surrounded by lush forests. There were gurgling streams, fairy songs and fragrant flowers in the mountain, like a moving painting.

Liu Qianyu stood in front of the mountain gate of Xuantian Sect, feeling somewhat emotional.

She had thought that a supreme sect with a history of more than 100,000 years must be solemn and dignified, but she had never imagined that it was so beautiful and full of life and vitality.

"Yu'er, this is Xuantian Sect."

Liu Ruilin walked to Liu Qianyu and looked at her face which was very similar to her sister, his eyes full of pity.

"Yu'er, your uncle wants you to become a disciple of Di Ze Divine Venerable. This is to make you stronger, so that you can be protected by the Xuan Tian Sect in the future."

Liu Qianyu nodded slightly, her heart filled with curiosity about the Di Ze God who only existed in legends.

"Uncle, my aunt once said that the eighteen disciples under the command of Di Ze Shenzun are all highly skilled and have outstanding abilities. He has not accepted any new disciples for more than thirty thousand years. Can he accept a mere five hundred years old little phoenix with no cultivation?"

Uncle Liu Ruilin smiled slightly, reached out and stroked Liu Qianyu's hair, with confidence in his eyes.

"Uncle's old face still has some use for him. When you return after cultivation, uncle will tell you the truth."

Liu Ruilin waved his hand gently, and a soft and mysterious light slowly overflowed from his palm, instantly covering Liu Qianyu's whole body.

When the light faded, Liu Qianyu had transformed into a handsome young man.

"The Divine Venerable Emperor Ze has never accepted a female disciple, so your uncle will temporarily transform you into a male body. This will also save you from unnecessary troubles."

Liu Qianyu turned around curiously. It was his first time experiencing what it was like to be a man and he found it quite novel and interesting.

After handing the token to the guard, the two men stepped into the solemn gate of Xuantian Sect.

Along the way, Liu Qianyu was dazzled and full of amazement at the surrounding scenery.

Inside the sect, towers and pavilions are scattered in an orderly manner, towering into the clouds, all built with rare spiritual woods. Each one exudes a simple and elegant atmosphere, which is refreshing.

The two were led to the sect's main hall - Xuantian Hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and dignified. Eighteen disciples sat there with serious expressions, waiting for the arrival of the God.

Liu Qianyu stood in the center of the hall, feeling a little excited.

She once heard her aunt gossip with Fairy Qingluan and say that Di Ze was the most handsome deity in the Nine Heavens.

At that time, she thought to herself, even if the people in the God Realm have endless lifespans, the God Emperor Ze is already 110,000 years old, only 30,000 years younger than her uncle. Her uncle already looks very old and frail, so how good can he be?

I heard that his magic weapon was the Golden Scale Universe Halberd. When I thought of a mighty old man holding the Universe Halberd, Liu Qianyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When she felt her uncle's warning look, she immediately covered her mouth and dared not make any sound.