"Your Magnificence, Empress Wang Shu. This junior admires you!"
With this explanation, Wang Shu had completely distanced herself from the Heavenly Court. It seemed she truly disliked that feathered bird Di Jun.
"You came to Zhou Mountain to find Han Xi as well. This has nothing to do with me."
Right, he had come for Hong Yun. How had he ended up getting entangled with Empress Wang Shu?
"Zhen Yuanzi, this is the Soul Scattering Gourd Hong Yun left behind. I return it to you. As for that strand of Primordial Violet Qi, it belongs to the Heavenly Dao and shall be decided by the Heavenly Dao."
"Thank you, Saint Han Xi, for recovering my old friend's Spiritual Treasure. Zhen Yuanzi will forever remember this kindness."
Zhen Yuanzi snatched up the Soul Scattering Gourd, unable to stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks.
Old friend, why? Why leave Wuzhuang Temple and insist on seeking opportunities in the Prehistoric Era? Compared to life, none of that was worth anything.
In the end, he had gained nothing and instead lost everything.
If Zhen Yuanzi had been more resolute back then and kept Hong Yun from leaving, none of this would have happened.
"Don't rush to cry!"
Seeing a grown man cry, Han Xi and the others found it somewhat unbearable.
"Look inside the gourd."
Unable to bear it any longer, Han Xi hurriedly interrupted Zhen Yuanzi. If someone else saw this, they might think they had bullied him.
"Hm?"
Zhen Yuanzi's Divine Sense swept through the Soul Scattering Gourd, and he discovered that a wisp of True Spirit still remained within.
"Saint Han Xi, Hong Yun...?"
Overcome with excitement, Zhen Yuanzi stepped forward and grabbed Han Xi's hand.
"Saint, does Hong Yun still have a chance to recover?" Zhen Yuanzi wept