Qin Ruo, the alchemist of the Profound Cloud Continent, was attacked by several opponents when he was about to become one with the pill. His soul managed to escape and possessed the body of the third son of the head of the ancient Qin Clan in Wuzhen's six major families named Qin Ruo. As the son of a big Huaxia family who couldn't cultivate, he was abandoned so as not to bring shame on them. With this body, Qin Ruo would strive to regain his former glory. Anyone on his way would only be a stepping stone.
Qin Ruo said, "I've been having another dream these days."
"What dream? Did you dream of them?"
Qin Ruo said: "Yes, in the dream, my mother told me that she died very wrongly, that she was killed by someone. What a strange dream! It was obviously a tire that blew out and was killed in a car accident. Dead. Mother, father and Liu Nan in the same car are all dead. I am the only one who survived. It's a strange thing. I don't even know how I escaped this disaster. Really Incredible."
Zao Qing said, "Is it really just a traffic accident?"
Qin Ruo said: "At least, that's what I thought at the time. I had no reason to suspect others, and when the tire blew, there was no one else beside me."
"Did anyone else die in that car accident?" Zao Qing asked.