"Found her."
"Thank you."
Xia Die locked onto Huo Yun'er's coordinates, and softly thanked her in a secluded spot.
Then, the blue flowers on the ground swayed without wind, their fragrance intensifying—a response from the underworld to the crown prince.
"Xiao Qing, I'm leaving now. I'll come find you after everything is settled."
Xue Qing nodded obediently, waving to Xia Die and saying,
"Take care on your journey!"
Polycia let out a long howl, lowering its dragon head to let Xia Die aboard.
Then, it flapped its dragon wings, causing the flowers and stamens on the ground to bend down, and the purple dragon soared into the sky like a shooting star.
Fortunately, the dead are souls without physical bodies; otherwise, this might have blown many people away.
The purple dragon crossed the golden River Styx, reaching the other side, and continued its search.
Huo Yun'er hadn't been dead for many years, and she wasn't a Soul Master in life. Because her Martial Soul was her eyes, her spiritual power was probably slightly stronger than ordinary people.
Without interference, she couldn't go too far; the place of reincarnation at the end of the Underworld was still quite a distance away.
Xia Die quickly compared the scenery below with the information provided by the Underworld and soon found her target:
Huo Yun'er was currently on the bank of the golden River Styx, stroking the calming blue flowers.
"Polysia."
The purple dragon understood and began to descend, its massive wings moving very gently, afraid of disturbing the woman below.
Polysia was well aware of the terrifying intimidation its appearance held for ordinary people.
Even without unleashing its death power, the sheer might of a dead dragon was enough to scare a normal person unconscious.
Of course, the undead probably didn't have the self-preservation mechanism of fainting.
It hovered gently above the River Styx, and Xia Die observed the woman's appearance.
Long black hair, eyes that seemed to hold stars, her features weren't exceptionally beautiful, but she was still quite pretty, with a gentle demeanor, like most women in the Douluo Continent.
The woman's eyes held weariness and sorrow, but also a hint of relaxation.
Most of the dead in the underworld are with their families or friends; being able to find family through lingering attachments is one of the few acts of kindness in the underworld.
Huo Yun'er has no family or friends around her. She was brought to the White Tiger Duke's mansion as a maid when she was very young, and she no longer remembers what her parents look like.
In the White Tiger Duke's mansion, she has almost no friends.
Targeted by the White Tiger Duchess, few dare approach her.
Only Dai Luoli's mother, the White Tiger Duke's concubine, cared for Huo Yun'er and her son for a time, even sending clothes when Huo Yuhao was just born.
Later, due to the White Tiger Duchess's reprimands, contact was broken, but she still occasionally secretly sent some tonics.
Since that concubine is not dead, her only attachment at this moment is Huo Yuhao.
When she regained consciousness, the first thing she looked around was her surroundings. Finding no one there, she felt first loneliness, then relief and joy.
At least Yuhao was alive, not dying tragically in the thunder and rain like she had.
Looking at the lush flowers and plants before her, the fragrance of the blue Requiem Flowers continued to soothe her worries.
She remembered how long ago, she often took Yuhao to play on the lawn behind the White Tiger Duke's mansion; those were the most carefree times in her busy life.
"I wonder how Yuhao is doing. Will the White Tiger Duchess continue to make things difficult for him? Has Dai Hao returned?
Did he recognize Yuhao…?"
Suddenly, Huo Yun'er felt a faint dragon's might emanate from him. The surrounding blue Requiem Flowers swayed slightly, drooping their petals, as if welcoming a monarch.
She subconsciously looked up and saw black eyes that resembled Huo Yuhao's before he awakened his martial soul narrow slightly.
A purple dragon spread its wings, its majestic head silently watching her. She wondered
if it was just her imagination, but the dragon's eyes seemed cautious.
Xia Die was a little nervous. This was the first time she had met relatives other than her father and brothers.
Already somewhat socially awkward, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Polycia extended its dragon claw, and Xia Die followed it to land, standing gracefully before Huo Yun'er. Her fingers constantly rubbed the hem of her white dress, trying to ease her tension.
Huo Yun'er looked at Xia Die standing before her; the information transmitted by the Underworld to all the dead included the appearance of the Underworld's crown prince.
Even without this information, the deceased, by their very nature, would feel a sense of awe and reverence for the demigods of life and death.
She instinctively lowered her head, attempting the manners of a servant in the White Tiger Duke's mansion, saying,
"Your Highness, Crown Prince! I'm sorry, I didn't notice your arrival."
Huo Yun'er's actions startled Xia Die. In terms of relationship, this was her grandmother.
The elf's pointed ears twitched slightly, her pretty face flushing with panic. She hurriedly cried out,
"Um, Grandma, please don't do that!"
These words instantly overwhelmed Huo Yun'er's brain.
She had imagined many things this underworld crown prince might say, but she hadn't expected "Grandma."
However, she quickly recovered, her lips trembling with excitement.
The world after death is a state of hazy confusion.
All the dead have no concept of time. For the spirits, a second and a year are essentially the same, like sleeping, with no changes to their reference.
Therefore, Huo Yun'er didn't actually know how long she had been dead, nor how old Huo Yuhao was.
In the underworld, it wasn't that no one had suddenly found their children, their grandchildren's children, all by their side when they regained consciousness—a kind of grand reunion.
Huo Yun'er took a step forward in disbelief, her hand outstretched and then frozen in mid-air, her voice trembling slightly as she said,
"Grandma?"
"You, you're Yuhao's daughter?!"
"This is too..."
Xia Die nodded, her face still flushed, and said earnestly,
"Yes!"
"My father's name is Huo Yuhao!"
Upon receiving confirmation, Huo Yun'er immediately hugged Xia Die, gently stroking her long purple hair. If souls could shed tears, she probably would already be weeping uncontrollably with joy.
"That's wonderful!"
"That's wonderful..."
Xia Die gently rested her head against Huo Yun'er's chest, feeling her excitement and warmth. The souls of the dead, imbued with the new power of death, possessed warmth, just like that divine decree.
Polycia didn't disturb their embrace. She gently used her death power to disperse the surrounding spirits, giving them some privacy.
She looked at the scene before her with tender eyes, and the Netherworld Butterfly hidden in Xia Die's soul ring remained silent.
After a long while, Huo Yun'er released Xia Die, tidied her hair, and spoke with great excitement.
"How is your father doing?"
"Has he been eating properly? Has Yuhao been bullying you? If he has, tell Grandma."
"By the way, are there any other people at home?"
Xia Die immediately replied, "Father is very powerful now, a Super Douluo, his title is Lingbing, he's also the leader of the Passionate Clan, and the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda."
"Father is very good to me, he has never bullied me, he has always wanted to give me the best resources, he is the person I cherish most!"
"There are two older brothers at home. Brother Adam is Father's deputy, he is very busy, he rarely stays at home, but he cares about me and often helps me quietly."
"Brother Amon travels the seas and often sends me some sea specialties."
"Sister Audrey is Father's subordinate, she is very gentle and beautiful, and also very powerful, she is a Super Douluo."
"Sister Su Tong is Father's student, she is often in charge of various affairs at home."
"Sister Su Tong didn't know how to cook at first, but later, seeing everyone eating fast food every day, she worried about everyone's health, so she practiced her cooking skills for a long time, and now she can rival the chefs in restaurants."
"Shadow Cat is our pet cat. Because we didn't control its diet before, it became very fat.
My father and Sister Su Tong are trying to help it lose weight."
"..."
"I love them very much; they are all my family."
(End of Chapter)
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