"All right, I've answered so many of your questions. Now it's your turn to answer mine," Xu Xing said.
"Ask away."
"Have you... really returned to your home?"
"I don't know." Yuan answered without hesitation. "When I left behind this wisp of divine soul, I already had a way to leave the Great Profound Realm. But this wisp of divine soul doesn't know whether I actually succeeded."
"Qingxu?"
"That's right." Yuan nodded. "Come to think of it, I have to thank Senior Yuanjun for sending Wanzhu and me to Qingxu to look for the Ink Qilin Flower. Otherwise, I wouldn't have discovered the weak point in the Great Profound Realm's boundary."
Wanzhu was the Spirit Ancestor's disciple who had journeyed with him through a thousand years.
At this point, he couldn't help sighing.
"That trip to Qingxu really wasn't easy. I wonder what Senior Yuanjun did with the Ink Qilin Flower we brought back."
He hadn't had a chance to ask at the time. Senior Yuanjun had left immediately.
Xu Xing: "..."
Forget it. He'd better not tell Yuan what Yuanjun had done with the Ink Qilin Flower.
"All right, go on."
Yuan paused, then asked in a tone that was hard to read, "What about you... don't you want to go home?"
That was actually what he cared about most.
"If I could leave the Great Profound Realm, then surely it'd be even easier for you to go back, if you wanted to."
Then he cautiously asked, "Or are you one of those..."
Xu Xing understood what he wanted to ask. "Before I came to this world, both my parents were alive, and my family and friends were all safe and well."
Most transmigrators had been orphans, lone stars of baleful fate before they crossed over, but he wasn't