"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded. "In that case, I suppose this counts as Qinxin's fated opportunity."
After understanding the whole story from beginning to end, mixed feelings churned in Lin Xuan's heart, and he could not tell whether joy or gloom made up the greater part of them.
A wife he had only just obtained, and in the blink of an eye, they were separated by two worlds again.
"Young Master, don't be anxious. One day, you'll still be able to meet again," Yue'er said weakly. She truly could not bear to see Lin Xuan upset.
"Silly girl, I'm fine."
Lin Xuan looked tenderly at the young girl beside him. "What do I have to be sad about? I should be happy."
"Happy?" Yue'er froze, an uncomprehending look appearing on her pretty face.
"That's right. From ancient times to now, cultivators have breathed and meditated—when all is said and done, isn't it for the sake of ascending to the Spirit World? Qinxin has gained fortune from disaster. What does a short separation matter? Tell me, shouldn't I be happy for her?"
Lin Xuan spoke with a smile, and these words were indeed from the bottom of his heart. After all, Lin Xuan possessed a mind far beyond cultivators of the same rank. If he said he was not the least bit depressed at being separated from his beloved wife by two worlds, that would be false.
But after thinking it over carefully, this matter held great benefits. Because the Spirit World was rich in resources, cultivation there was much easier than in the Human World. To be honest, among the three women at his side, the one Lin Xuan had originally worried about the most was Ouyang Qinxin.
After all, Yue'er was the reincarnation of the Asura King. The reason her