The Medicine Immortal Old Man also exclaimed, a trace of urgency flashing across his old face!

In an instant, everyone put aside comforting the little dumpling.

Each one of them pushed their speed to the limit, chasing after the red figure that had darted out...

"Gu Changsheng! Godfather! Gu Changsheng, do you have Wind Fire Wheels under your feet?"

Borjigin Nian chased breathlessly, gasping as he shouted at the figure of Gu Changsheng.

"You brat, are you trying to defy the heavens!"

Watching the red figure disappear from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye, the Medicine Immortal Old Man supported his knees with his hands, unable to help swallowing hard...

Fast!

What incredible speed!

So fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye!

Gu Changsheng, at this speed, was truly going against the heavens!

Panting heavily, those who couldn’t keep up looked at each other in disbelief...

"What do we do now?" Borjigin Nian swallowed hard, asking helplessly.

"What do we do? What else can we do? Search! Everyone, spread out, we must find Gu Changsheng, that brat!" The Medicine Immortal Old Man responded immediately, slapping his thigh and speaking anxiously, "This is outrageous! This brat just woke up, is he going to stir up trouble again? This is driving me crazy!"

As soon as the Medicine Immortal Old Man finished speaking, everyone scattered loudly, searching anxiously in all directions!

After everyone was gone, a little dumpling with a little bald head, who had just turned from a small zombie to a normal human and no longer needed to hop around, touched his bright bald head, and followed up with a face full of confusion...

Watching the backs disperse, the little dumpling’s chubby face involuntarily scrunched up, the round big eyes full of confusion, muttering to himself, "Where did everyone go? What are they doing? Where’s my mother? Did she get lost again?"

Scratching his head, the little dumpling was baffled for a moment, then pouted, finally understanding, "These people must have lost track of my mother, then turned into headless flies! Humph! Watch me find my mother! Humph..."

Humming to himself, the little dumpling’s movements were a few beats slower than others and much slower than Gu Changsheng’s!

He couldn’t help it; being tied up for too long, the little dumpling hadn’t had time to fully recover from hopping around like a small zombie. His small body was still a bit stiff...

However, the little dumpling, after all, had a feeling, and could roughly guess where his mother had gone. But others weren’t so lucky; as the little dumpling had said, they turned into headless flies, searching aimlessly...

While everyone was busy looking for Gu Changsheng, not far from where Gu Changsheng had been in the guest room, in another guest room, Gu Changsheng stood in a red Imperial Robe, still stained with blood from the final battle of the Nirvana Martial Contest...

There she stood, with long black hair hanging down her back, her slender figure accentuating the vivid Dragon and Phoenix Totem on her Imperial Robe...

And in front of her was an old coffin, clearly visible...

The mottled coffin bore some signs of decay, with intricate carvings that were now indecipherable...

Gu Changsheng stood there, as if in fear or apprehension, cautiously extending a hand, hovering in the air for a long time, not daring to move forward another step...

Time seemed to fall into silence.

All around, it was desolate.

A stream of clear tears slowly flowed from Gu Changsheng’s eyes, dripping down...

"Dad, Mom..."

A soft call, tinged with hoarseness, tinged with confusion...

As soon as this was uttered, Gu Changsheng seemed to come fully alive, suddenly kneeling on the ground, her hands covering the mottled coffin...

"Dad, Mom, your daughter is back! After surviving countless dangers, your daughter has finally returned! It’s unfilial of me, it’s unfilial..." Suppressed sobs continually came out of Gu Changsheng’s mouth...

Leaning on the coffin, Gu Changsheng felt the familiar aura emanating from it...

She was certain that her father’s remains must also be inside this coffin!

Must be inside this coffin holding her mother!

This feeling seemed innate, as if something was calling out to her...

Her father, her mother!

The closest family she wanted to see, had seen, and then lost again in this life and the previous one...

"Dad... Mom..."

The suppressed cries went from barely audible to uncontrollably loud weeping...

Even when the Nine-Layer Heavens Thunder Punishment was upon her, Gu Changsheng did not shed tears...

Even during several life-and-death moments on the brink of danger, Gu Changsheng did not shed tears...

In Gu Changsheng’s heart, crying solves nothing; tears are just a symbol of weakness!

Yet in this instant, tears suddenly flowed from her eyes like a breached dam, completely beyond her control!

Is it true that one doesn’t easily shed tears because the moment of heartbreak has not yet arrived?

This coffin contains two people!

Two people who, in the previous life, gave her life and in this life spared no cost to continue her existence...

Her father, her mother...

She, Gu Changsheng, in this time and space, before her arrival, all memories were blank; the only proof that she once existed were her parents...

They came from the same time and space as her, and for her sake, they defied the heavens, regardless of a millennium’s passage...

But now, what is left for her, as their daughter, is only this coffin!

"Mother? Is it you inside, mother?"

Little Baldy’s voice cautiously came from the doorway, his small head resting on the door frame as he watched his mother inside, sobbing over the coffin. Suddenly, a wave of unease washed over Little Baldy...

He had never seen his mother cry like this before. In fact, his mother rarely cried; she was always cheerful, with smiles always on her face...

But now, his mother was crying so sorrowfully that even Little Baldy’s eyes began to redden, and big tears started rolling down...

Without hearing a response from his mother, Little Baldy didn’t wait any longer. Wiping away the tears streaming down his face, he anxiously ran towards his mother...

"Waaah, mother, don’t cry, Yaoyao is scared, don’t cry... waaah..."

Crying loudly, he ran to Gu Changsheng’s side, burrowing his head into his mother’s arms...

The warm sensation in her arms was unlike the coldness seeping from the coffin, causing Gu Changsheng to momentarily lose herself...

Her fingertips gently brushed over the coffin...

What greeted her touch was a coldness and a bitter feeling!

Gu Changsheng raised her head slightly, revealing her tear-streaked face...

"Father, mother... in the previous life, I didn’t mourn you, didn’t keep vigil for you... in this life..."

At this point, Gu Changsheng paused, tears once again flooding down her small face.

With a slight bite of her lip, an unyielding determination flashed across Gu Changsheng’s bright and sorrowful face. In her Phoenix Eyes, a resolute glimmer flickered and vanished. Stroking the coffin, she spoke each word slowly and solemnly, "In this life, please forgive your daughter for her unfilial ways! Your daughter will not mourn you, nor will she keep vigil for you! Your daughter does not believe that you will leave me forever like this!"

With that said, a streak of obstinance flashed across Gu Changsheng’s face, her fingers brushing over the coffin tightening into a fist as she continued, "Through the Nine-Layer Heavens and Yellow Springs, even if it overturns the heaven and earth, your daughter will bring you back to life and let you see the light of day again!"

As Gu Changsheng spoke these words, silhouettes had already found their way to this room...

Borjigin Nian looked at Gu Changsheng, her face marked with tears, witnessing the surging sadness in her expression, and suddenly felt a pang in his heart, unable to help but call out softly, "Gu Changsheng..."

"Little kid..."

"Master..."

Other voices of concern also sounded at the same time.

Nervous gazes fixed on the figure leaning over the coffin, watching her tear-streaked face, wanting to say something but feeling helpless...

Sorrow is an individual’s emotion, though they may empathize, they could never replace Gu Changsheng!

Walking this path, they deeply understood how much Gu Taitian and this coffin symbolized to Gu Changsheng, especially after she fell into despair over Gu Taitian’s death...

This coffin, bearing Gu Taitian and Southern Border’s Master’s Ruoshui, had almost become a taboo in their hearts!

Not daring to mention it, unable to mention it...

But what they didn’t expect was that as soon as Gu Changsheng regained consciousness and freedom, this was the first place she ran to...

The wailing cries and the silently enduring sorrow before them, every tear drop seemed to strike at their hearts, causing bouts of dull ache!

Especially when seeing the silent tears fall from Gu Changsheng now, they suddenly felt as if their hearts were being tightly squeezed, the pain was unbearable!

"Gu Changsheng, Gu Changsheng, don’t be like this!" Borjigin Nian and Gu Changsheng had known each other a long time, yet had never seen this side of her.

In Imperial Robes, resplendent and regal, stained with bloody marks, her face was tear-streaked, crying silently...

This wasn’t the Gu Changsheng Borjigin Nian knew, nor was she the Gu Changsheng she was familiar with!

This unfamiliar feeling made Borjigin Nian’s heart rise in tension, reaching out his hands but having no solution, he could only hastily speak, "Gu Changsheng, if you must, continue to cry aloud, let’s pretend we didn’t see anything! Really! Let your cries ring out! I can’t bear to see you like this..."

"Little kid, don’t scare this old man..."

"Master..."