Chapter 2096: Intersecting Worlds, Transformed Lives (42)

Chapter 2096: Chapter 2094: Intersecting Worlds, Transformed Lives (42)

“Yes, that’s Sky-drawing Talisman.”

Then Gu Junbai stood up from the sofa, extended his index finger, and began drawing in the air. Within the blink of an eye, the talisman was completed.

He drew the Ice Arrow Talisman because it is the most three-dimensional and intuitive, making it the easiest to understand.

After Gu Junbai’s fingers danced, Gu Qiaoqiao saw the air suddenly drop in temperature, as an arrow formed entirely of frost appeared before them. The arrow was approximately sixty centimeters long, and it glittered with a chilling light, as if ready to pierce toward her at any moment.

Gu Qiaoqiao instinctively took a step back, feeling slightly embarrassed by her own lack of composure, and she smiled awkwardly because she knew this was the result of the Sky-drawing Talisman. Her eyes finally sparkled with brilliance; could the world of the Mystic Sect be this magical?

Suddenly, she recalled her previous admiration for the other world’s JoJo. Would she, too, have these abilities in the future?

With these abilities, would she be able to do many things she had previously wanted to do but couldn’t?

Thus, in the days to follow, Gu Junbai began teaching Gu Qiaoqiao the Sky-drawing Talisman.

Meanwhile, Qin Yize had been holed up in the lab for three days and nights.

He was conducting a daring experiment that no one had attempted before. He intended to use a laboratory instrument and data to breach the barriers of the dimensional world, to bring back his JoJo.

It had been a month already; if this continued, he wasn’t sure he could hold on.

Adults might fare slightly better, but the two children were running out of time.

Especially Xiao Bao, who, despite stern warnings from his uncle, still secretly sought various ways to find his mother.

For a child like Xiao Bao, his mother was both his physical and soul mother.

So he did not acknowledge this current Qiaoqiao.

He approached her with caution, even harboring a hint of hostility.

And this Qiaoqiao surely knew these things, never getting close to the children, nor speaking a word. Xiao Bei may have sensed something, and no longer ate with the same joy as before.

His Xiao Bei was a little foodie, so Qiaoqiao often controlled her diet, Yet despite Gu Qiaoqiao’s strict controls, his beloved daughter remained chubby and adorable like a little rice dumpling.

But now, his precious daughter had slimmed down.

Slimmed down drastically.

If JoJo returned to find the children like this, she would surely be heartbroken.

A trace of bleakness flashed in Qin Yize’s eyes. He hadn’t taken proper care of the two children, so he must do everything possible to restore the original course.

Because this current Qiaoqiao could never be Xiao Bao and Xiao Bei’s mother.

He did not blame her; rather, he understood and admired her because this was JoJo, who never accepted anything unearned, nor took pleasure in enjoying what belonged to others.

Thus, he couldn’t simply wait idly; doing nothing was impossible. Perhaps this experiment might have a chance to break through the barrier, find JoJo’s location, and exchange them. Restore everything to its original course.

Yet he was somewhat worried deep down, as this current JoJo was clearly a complex, contradictory composite.

She lived with sadness and pain, yet also with joy.

On one hand, she didn’t want to selfishly possess all this; on the other hand, she loved this world deeply. This established that the current JoJo might still contemplate sacrificing her life.

He had already contacted his uncle, who promised to find Soul Condensing Pills for JoJo, igniting hope for another life for her because they both knew JoJo wouldn’t passively await demise after crossing over—she would surely take action.

Her efforts shouldn’t be in vain due to a switch, with this JoJo choosing death.

That would bring a series of tragic events.

Ultimately, the choice would depend on this current JoJo’s inner thoughts. If she insisted on leaving this world, what could anyone do?

After all, that world didn’t have anything she missed, including him, who loved her dearly—not even he was something she missed!

Qin Yize’s eyes darkened at the thought, gripping the instruments as he shed these unsettling thoughts to immerse completely in his research.

At this very moment, in another time and space, Gu Qiaoqiao had brought her little cousin back to the Imperial Capital. The child had dropped out after third grade, and although it was late to resume schooling, she couldn’t let him become an uneducated young person.

Gu Qiaoqiao had already attempted to speak briefly, and with October now midway through, this brave action brought tears to the eyes of Qin Yize when he first heard it; he turned away hastily.

She also felt deep discomfort then, followed by the Old Patriarch.

Though their eyes overflowed with tears, they were joyful because JoJo could speak. The voiceless JoJo was an unspeakable pain in their hearts.

Her little cousin wasn’t very familiar with Gu Qiaoqiao, but as close cousins, blood relations lent them innate closeness. Within half a month, they’d grown familiar, like real siblings.

Gu Qiaoqiao, at this time, poured all her nostalgia for Zishu of this world into her little cousin. When he couldn’t attend school, she hired a tutor for him. Gu Qiaoqiao still stayed in the house, contemplating going to Gu Garden and allowing the other Qiaoqiao to make the decision herself.

And the Old Patriarch lived next door, conveniently guiding her around the industries. Now, with his health restored, those evil-doers faced severe punishment—especially Ning Wanru, whose life was worse than death.

She was alive today, but rather than being given a death sentence, she received a life sentence—not in prison, but confined in a heavily guarded hospital, living like a lump of mud. Attempts at suicide were thwarted as she was repeatedly saved.

Gu Qingfeng thought that even this was merciful to such a venomous woman.

After all, she had enjoyed a life of luxury for far too many years.

Resolving these matters left Gu Qingfeng with deep sorrow he couldn’t share. He wanted to live well enough to witness his great-granddaughter and Ah Ze remarry.

He hoped to see them have children. Once that day came, he could rest peacefully.

Gu Qiaoqiao only went out with him once, never again. She wished to leave these opportunities to that Qiaoqiao. For her, the Gu family’s business was already too familiar, controlling territories from Jiangnan to Da Jiang.