She inspected each Level 2 Soul Armor piece Zhao Tieshan and Qian Sihai had rushed to make, only carefully folding them and placing them into the Storage Soul Tool after confirming that every formation was flawless.
She then stuffed several bottles of healing medicine, a few rolls of bandages, two changes of clothes, and a packet of jerky she had made herself into Gu Ci's Storage Ring.
"Mom, that's enough. It won't all fit."
Gu Ci watched his mother keep stuffing things into the ring, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Li Wanyue ignored him and tucked in another waterskin before finally stopping.
She crouched down and studied her son's face carefully, reaching out to smooth the loose strands of hair over his forehead.
He was only nine years old, his face still childish, yet his gaze was already steadier than that of many adults.
Her eyes reddened, but she bit her lip and refused to let the tears fall.
"Take care of yourself, and take care of your father too," she said softly.
Gu Ci nodded. "Don't worry, Mom. Moon Pupil was only recently contracted, so spend more time nurturing it at home too."
"When I return, I want to see just how strong the Eye Martial Soul is after its second awakening."
Li Wanyue smiled, pride and reluctance both lingering in that smile.
She rose to her feet and stepped back a few paces. Looking at Gu Ci and Gu Xiao standing side by side in the courtyard, she suddenly felt that her son and husband's figures overlapped at that moment.
Dugu Yan stood beneath the eaves, holding Ice Fire in her arms with Mo Jiao coiled around her wrist.
She looked at Gu Ci, her lips moving as though she wanted to say something. In the