Tie Dagang answered in a flurry, then said to Xu Yi, "All right, I won't keep you. Just wait for my good news." Without waiting for Xu Yi to reply, he cut off the connection.
Xu Yi held the Ruyi Pearl in his hands, unsure what to feel. He cared, but others might not.
Tie Dagang hadn't been like this before. They'd once shared a bond forged through life and death. But time had taken its toll.
Xu Yi understood, but he still couldn't let it go.
What he'd hoped would never change had changed after all.
Suddenly, a spark of insight flashed through his mind. He finally understood why Huang Mei had suggested he retrace his steps.
As his cultivation advanced, the conflicts he encountered grew more and more intense. Often a single palm strike or sword slash could shatter mountains and rivers. Xu Yi had found himself growing colder, less and less moved by anything.
Yet now, after retracing his steps only a little way, he was already filled with so many feelings.
It proved that his state of mind was changing.
This was a step worth celebrating.
After lingering in the Southern Courtyard for a long time, Xu Yi went to a snowy peak and soaked in a hot spring pool. The pool had long since lost its spiritual power; only a little warmth remained. Xuan Lengyan was gone, and he couldn't even find a trace of that great bird.
He dozed in the warm pool, then left the Northern Continent. He had no intention of going any farther, nor did he plan to return to the shattered Xuanqing Sect. He headed straight back to the Western Continent, first making a brief appearance at the Church, then returning to the Ancestral Court.
On the third day after