For the One He Loved, Even Mountains and Seas Couldn't Keep Him Away

Coconut wandered aimlessly along the roads of the Northern Border. She had no idea Yixian was a hidden agent of the Heavenly Dao Sect. The people from Ziqiang Sect had kept it from her completely.

She didn't know where Yixian might go, so she could only start searching the places they had known together.

Since Yixian had resolved to die, he would surely come here.

Outside a city in the Northern Border, beneath that same tree, the same figure crouched there, weeping.

Only, no one had come to comfort her for a long time.

The city was deserted, its streets deathly silent.

Outside the city, everything was bleak; only one lonely figure remained.

When Coconut slowly rose to her feet, her petite body gradually lifted into the air and flew into the distance—to Qingzhou City, where she and the others from Ziqiang Sect had first met, and then farther south.

She had seen too many sights and encountered too many absurd, laughable things.

It seemed Yixian wasn't favored by heaven and earth. Wherever he went, something always happened.

The boat would capsize as soon as he boarded; a landslide would strike whenever he came upon a mountain. Or he'd dig a grave, only for an earthquake to hit.

The funniest thing was when Yixian went to find her something to eat—he still managed to get captured and nearly turned into livestock.

At the thought, Coconut smiled through her tears.

She searched all the way back to the Southern Border. It was the same inn, only now it had long since fallen into disrepair, its tables and chairs blanketed in dust.

The moment she stepped inside, even the faint breeze stirred up clouds of dust.

Coconut looked around for a moment, then turned to leave.

He wasn't here.

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