"Here it is, here it is!" Lan Caijie was as delighted as a sixteen-year-old young girl, talking as she skipped along. Tears even appeared on her face.
Of course, as a Spiritual Body, even her tears were formed from spiritual power and would not wet her clothes or anything else.
Chen Mo said nothing, merely smiling as he nodded and followed her.
Given Lan Caijie's current state, she did not actually need him to say anything. She simply wanted someone to talk to. After more than a thousand years without returning to her hometown, her emotions were naturally surging, and she could barely contain her joy. She needed an outlet for those feelings, which was why she kept talking and jumping around.
"Lord Chen, look over there! That was where the entrance to my hometown village used to be." Lan Caijie pointed at the entrance to a road, her voice filled with delight.
But as she spoke, her excitement gradually turned subdued. "Unfortunately, it has changed so much that I can barely recognize it now."
A thousand years was more than enough time for things to change.
Lan Caijie said nothing more. After speaking briefly to Chen Mo, she left the Green Jade Sword, descended to the ground, and walked forward along the road.
Chen Mo naturally followed behind her. He also placed several Talismans on Lan Caijie to protect her Spiritual Body from the night wind. Under the assault of the cold night wind, a Spiritual Body would lose spiritual power at a faster rate. If Lan Caijie's Spiritual Body had been cultivated for a long time, or if she had absorbed spiritual power over a long period, the loss would not have mattered much.
However, Lan Caijie's Spiritual Body had only formed recently. It had only just escaped