Preparing to set off and embrace a new beginning

"Fan Fan!! Fan Fan!! Wake up! Fan Fan! What is wrong with you? What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Where is the exit again? There's no need to blow up this place too!"
"Hey! I'm talking to you, Fan Fan!! Snap out of it right now! This place is going to blow!!"
"Miss Feixue! I'm coming!"
"Never mind me! Go check on Sister Fan Fan! Why has she been unconscious this whole time?!"
"Watch out!!!"
Just as Zhang Yang rushed toward the stands, a huge concrete slab behind Feixue came crashing down toward her. It was already too late for him to rush over, and a panicked Zhang Yang reached out and screamed. However, a figure infinitely faster than him flashed forward instantly, scooped Feixue up in his arms, and landed in a safe spot. Looking at Feixueyan, who had just rescued her, Feixue's face flushed red. This was the first time she had ever been held in the arms of a strange man. "Th... Thank you!"
"Stop spacing out, let's go!" Releasing his arms that held Feixue, Feixyan stood up.
"Thank you for saving me again!"
"......"
"Let's hurry up and leave!" Following Zhang Yang, Little阎王 (King Enma) supported Qin Xiaochuan as they also rushed over.
"But! Fan Fan looks like she's lost her mind!"
"What?!" Hearing Xia Dan say that Fan Fan had become a fool, Qin Xiaochuan lunged directly in front of Fan Fan and shook her body vigorously, "Hey hey!! Wake up!! Wake up!! Fan Fan!! Wake the hell up!! I won! Did you hear that?! I won this match!! Wake up for me!! Hurry up and wake up!! You're such a pain in the ass! How could this happen?! Wake up!! Wake up, damn you!! Slap! Slap!! Slap slap!! Slap slap slap!!! ......"
Looking at the completely unconscious Fan Fan, Qin Xiaochuan shook her fiercely and then began to deal heavy slaps across her face. For an unconscious Fan Fan, perhaps this was the best method. There really was no time left; this place was about to explode immediately!
The unconscious Fan Fan was heavily and mercilessly slapped several times by Qin Xiaochuan, and the sensation of pain instantly brought her back to consciousness.
"Pain! So painful!! It hurts like hell!! Ahahahaha!!!!! Who is hitting me?! You bastard!!!!! SMACK!!!!!!!!!"
A crisp, loud sound echoed in everyone's ears. What immense strength! Having recovered her sense of pain, Fan Fan raised her palm and instantly knocked Qin Xiaochuan flying to the ground. This blow was actually even more formidable than Sikong Lang's punches. With her delicate face making intimate contact with the ground, Qin Xiaochuan was knocked out cold by Fan Fan's single slap, lying face down while seeing stars and counting them.
"Oops!?" Looking at Qin Xiaochuan, who had been swept to the ground by her, Fan Fan froze on the spot, covering her mouth in disbelief. She had absolutely no recollection of what had just happened. "What is wrong with me?"

"Crap!! Is this guy dead!?" Looking at Qin Xiaochuan, who was lying face down and 'tragically dead', Zhang Yang directly covered his mouth. Fan Fan's blow was way too vicious; this guy looked like he had stopped breathing.
"Run! If we don't run now, it'll be too late!"
With no time to overthink it, and watching the entire arena shake violently, Fan Fan hoisted the unconscious Qin Xiaochuan onto her back and followed the others as they bolted out of the dangerous area.
"BOOM!!!!!!!!!"
Following a loud explosion behind them, the entire martial arts arena was reduced to ruins. Master Yujing, embracing his dreams and Sikong Lang who had betrayed him, was buried together in the ruins right behind everyone, and the entire Dark Martial Arts Tournament came to an end amidst a massive explosion.
"It's over!"
"Yes, it's all over!!"
"It's over and you're still playing dead!" Hearing Qin Xiaochuan's voice from behind, Fan Fan dumped him right off her back. "Get off me right now!"
"Ow!!" Clutching the large bump that had been knocked onto his head, Qin Xiaochuan shed tears from the pain. "It hurts so much! You hit way too hard. If you'd dropped me to my death, you'd be a widow! You female ape!!"
"Tch! Would you die from just that much? Stop putting on an act!!"
"What?! You dropped someone and you're still being unreasonable?! I'll fight you to the death!!"
"Bring it on! Who's afraid of who?! Don't think you're hot stuff just because you won the tournament!"
"Alright, alright." Seeing that Qin Xiaochuan was genuinely about to charge forward, Bai Ying hurriedly grabbed Qin Xiaochuan from behind. This guy had heavy hands right now; if he lost his temper and slipped up, the consequences would be unimaginable. "Don't be impulsive, Xiaochuan. Didn't we just win the championship of this martial arts tournament?! Calm down! Just calm down!!"
"That's right! Fighting is forbidden here!!" At this moment, Little King Enma also stepped forward and pressed down on Qin Xiaochuan's shoulders. "Talk things out calmly. Impulsiveness never leads to good results."
"Ah!! That's right," just as everyone was busy trying to persuade Qin Xiaochuan, Susu suddenly cried out from the side, "Every member of the winning team gets a wish, right? The place got blown up like this, is there still any hope?"
"Yeah! Come to think of it, we really got shortchanged!" Hearing Aunt Susu's words, Zhang Yang chimed in as well. His wish had been to marry Feixue sooner, but since the wish was gone, he would just have to rely on himself.
"Right? I'm telling you, we really got the short end of the stick!"
"...... Forget it!" Hearing his mother's words, Qin Xiaochuan slumped down onto the ground. Staring at the stars in the sky, he said with a hint of dejection, "That kind of stuff doesn't matter anymore anyway. They wouldn't be able to grant my wish in the first place!"

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"......"
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Hearing Qin Xiaochuan's words, everyone fell silent as well. They all understood what Xiaochuan was talking about. Their greatest regret was the loss of Master Jinghai. If the Dark Tournament could grant that wish, Qin Xiaochuan would undoubtedly have resurrected his old hag without a moment's hesitation. Even though that old woman had been someone he both loved and hated, Qin Xiaochuan would genuinely feel a bit out of sorts without her scoldings.
"Hey!! Grandma--——," standing up and cupping his hands around his mouth like a megaphone, Qin Xiaochuan shouted loudly toward the sky, "I won--——!"
The next day, Qin Xiaochuan and the others packed their luggage and prepared to board the morning cruise ship to leave the island. Although it had only been a brief ten days, it felt as though an entire year had passed. That constant feeling of battle gave Qin Xiaochuan a sense of rebirth, as if living a second life. Looking at Abu, who had flown right up before his eyes, Qin Xiaochuan put down his luggage, reached out, and pinched Abu's chubby little cheek. "This guy made it through safe and sound too, that's great. But you really gave me a fright when you turned into Grandma's voice back then......"
"Abu!"
"Alright, just a little pinch! Hehehe!" Pinching Abu's little cheek, Qin Xiaochuan pondered to himself, "Are you a telephone that connects to the Spirit Realm? If I pinch this spot again, will it connect to Grandma on the other side? It would be great if I could talk to Grandma again, sigh!"
"That won't work," hearing Qin Xiaochuan's words, Bai Ying stood up from the sofa and walked over. Since the passenger ship was scheduled to arrive at around 11 o'clock, they still had plenty of time—at least two hours before departure—so everyone was still resting in the hotel room. "It should be impossible now......"
"Impossible?" Turning his head to look at Bai Ying, Qin Xiaochuan was somewhat baffled. But Grandma had possessed Abu just yesterday.
"The Spirit Realm is like a transit station between life and death. Once a soul enters the Spirit Realm, it must embark on its next journey. Therefore, souls can only stay in the Spirit Realm briefly before they must reincarnate into an entirely new life force. This is what Buddhism refers to as the cycle of reincarnation, so Master Jinghai she......"
"So that's how it is!! Ahahahahahahahahaha!" Rubbing the back of his head, Qin Xiaochuan burst into laughter as if suddenly enlightened. To ward off the sadness brought by this news, Qin Xiaochuan awkwardly explained to the others, "Since things are already like this, let's just end it here! Nothing can be done about it! Let bygones be bygones; a person shouldn't live by dwelling in the past! Everything must look forward! Alright, starting tomorrow I'm going to properly relax! Otherwise, I'd really be doing a disservice to all the torture I've been through for so long!" With that, Qin Xiaochuan raised both hands and walked toward the room's balcony. There was an excellent sea-view platform out there. To be caressed by the ocean breeze while admiring the scenery of the sea surrounding the island—now that was one of life's great pleasures.
"But today is the very last day of winter vacation, you idiot!" Looking at Qin Xiaochuan's forlorn back, Zhang Yang snapped his fingers. Between the training and the fighting, he hadn't realized how fast time had passed. The moment he thought about school starting tomorrow, Zhang Yang felt an inner agony. He still hadn't done his winter vacation homework; he wondered how Dad Tou and the others were doing with helping him write it. If they hadn't written it, he would really be finished and would have to write yet another disciplinary report. Casting these unpleasant thoughts aside, Zhang Yang shouted out to Qin Xiaochuan and walked toward the ocean-view balcony just like him. Whatever, tomorrow's troubles can wait until tomorrow. Anyway, today belongs to me—I'm going to play hard and have a thorough blast first.
"Tch," watching the backs of the two kindred spirits, Feixyan rolled his eyes. "Such a transparent show of putting on a brave face. It actually makes a person feel a bit embarrassed watching them, seriously!"
In the Judgment Hall of the Spirit Realm, looking at Sikong Lang standing below, Little King Enma—who had reverted to his child-like appearance with a pacifier in his mouth—continued to confirm things with Sikong Lang down below: "Are you really not going to change your mind? You still have time to reconsider. If we factor in your achievements as a martial artist eliminating demons in the mortal world, your sentence could be significantly reduced. Do you know where you are headed next? It is the most terrifying and dark Avici Hell. You will have to endure the trials of ten thousand different forms of torture, and then continue these painful punishments for the next ten thousand years, until you eventually turn into 'nothingness' and vanish from this world. Even so, do you still wish to proceed?"