Time slowly passed as Qiao Mengyu remained on high alert, yet no danger appeared.
When Song Wen arrived, this was what he saw:
Qiao Mengyu was hiding in a cramped cave, her divine sense fully spread as she vigilantly monitored every movement within a thousand kilometers.
Song Wen did not reveal himself at once. From several thousand kilometers away, he quietly extended his divine sense into the concealment array Qiao Mengyu had set up and carefully searched her entire body.
In the end, he discovered a Soul Bottle tucked into the folds of Qiao Mengyu's clothing over her chest.
He recognized this Soul Bottle. Before Qiao Mengyu descended to the lower realm, he had personally given it to her, telling her to place Zhou Siyi's soul inside it the moment she rescued her.
No matter how grievously Zhou Siyi's soul had been injured, with this Soul Bottle, it could be preserved from perishing.
There was a special restriction on the Soul Bottle. Song Wen's divine sense could not enter it directly without anyone noticing, but judging by the restriction, the Soul Bottle had clearly been used.
Song Wen was instantly overjoyed. It seemed Qiao Mengyu had already rescued Zhou Siyi's soul.
That joy lasted only two breaths before Song Wen forcibly suppressed it.
He could not meet Zhou Siyi directly.
After all, in order to make Zhou Siyi descend to the lower realm, he had fabricated far too many lies.
For example, the past between him and Zhou Siyi, and the claim that crossing the void held no danger whatsoever.
As for the former, he did not know whether Qiao Mengyu had investigated it after descending to the lower realm.
As for the latter, it could only deceive someone like Qiao Mengyu, who knew nothing of the void. Once she