Thinking it over, that really was possible. But as for how likely it was, or whether it was true or false, there was no way to verify it at all.
Perhaps when that spark refined from the Holy Flame burned anew, he might find out.
"After we go back this time, you should be able to refine that Holy Flame, right?"
Yao Wan tilted her head slightly, her jet-black hair sliding down from her shoulder as she finally voiced the words that had been weighing on her heart for some time.
Who asked this guy to be so stubborn once he had made up his mind?
Still, she was about the same herself. Precisely because of that, out of self-awareness and respect between husband and wife, she had not said much.
"Mm... I'm surprised Wan'er still remembered."
That question made Xiao Yan somewhat embarrassed. In truth, he had always had a clear idea of what he was doing.
The departed were gone. For someone dead for tens of thousands of years to leave behind a remnant soul was already a miracle, let alone a flame that had already been devoured. Precisely because of that, Xiao Yan could understand the one he had left in the Ancient Emperor Cave Abode to grow naturally. That was probably the limit of what could be done.
Naturally, there was no need to waste too much time on the dead.
If he delayed and racked his brains over it, he might not necessarily receive the return he wanted.
"I didn't deliberately remember it. My memory simply isn't as bad as you say. After all, Tou She Ancient God's favor was to you, not to me. I have no need to keep unrelated people in mind."
Faced with his wife's somewhat heartless answer, Xiao Yan merely