Chapter 60
Ye Qinghui, who had been tormented by pain, suddenly smiled brightly after hearing his Junior Sister's thoughts. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were very handsome. Even though he was poisoned, he still had a graceful and elegant demeanor, like an immortal.
Ye Zhenzhen returned his smile with a sweet, maple-syrup-like grin, revealing two adorable little tiger teeth.
Who are you? Where do you come from?
As they were sinking to the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness, they suddenly heard an ethereal voice, and the figure of a woman in white appeared. Seeing them arrive in Flying Boat, the woman's eyes widened in astonishment.
"My name is Ye Qinghui, the eldest disciple of the Cloudsky Sect. They are all my junior brothers and sisters." Seeing that the woman had a dignified appearance and a pure white Spiritual Qi flowing around her, and seemed to have no ill intentions, Ye Qinghui couldn't help but ask again, "Young lady, who are you? Why are you here?"
Along the way, River of Forgetfulness to be far deeper and more unfathomable than they had imagined. Apart from some Wicked Spirits appearing at the top, they did not encounter any other souls below.
"The Cloudsky Sect... that sounds familiar," the woman in white murmured, "But I can't quite place it."
"Who am I?" She suddenly looked up, first questioning the heavens, then seemingly talking to herself, "Yes, who am I? I only remember that I have been at the River of Forgetfulness for thousands of years, waiting for an answer. But, after all these years, she still hasn't appeared, and the answer hasn't appeared either."
As the woman spoke, she lowered her head dejectedly.
She had a pair of bright eyes, round and beautiful, and her eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon. Even Ye Zhenzhen noticed that her eyes and eyebrows were quite similar to her own. Her face was as white as snow, her figure was graceful and unparalleled, and her temperament was as cold as pure white snow. There was a deep and unyielding sorrow between her brows.
This feeling was both strange and familiar.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly remembered the "she" the Ten-Thousand-Year Bodhi Tree had mentioned. Could it be the white-clad woman before her, whose features resembled her own? And what about the "she" Xiao Ba mentioned who saved it ten thousand years ago? Could she also be this person?
Unfortunately, she didn't bring Xiao Ba with her on this trip so that Xiao Ba could stay at the Cloudsky Sect to guard the Spirit Fish. It seems she can only use the Recording Stone to capture the image and then confirm it when she gets back.
Ye Qinghui was also carefully observing the woman in white. He noticed that the pattern on her Daoist robe was somewhat similar to theirs—blue auspicious clouds—but the design was different, appearing slightly more old-fashioned. Could she have also been a disciple of the Cloudsky Sect?
"She must be a senior member of our Cloudsky Sect," Ye Qinghui deduced.
"Greetings, senior," he said respectfully, leading everyone in bowing to her. "May I ask why you have been waiting at the River of Forgetfulness for so many years? What answer are you waiting for? If we knew the answer you seek, we would answer without reservation, and you wouldn't have to wait here in vain."
"I am waiting for an old friend of mine. I have forgotten what answer I am waiting for, but if one day she also comes to the River of Forgetfulness, I will surely remember." The woman lowered her eyes and spoke in a cold and indifferent voice.
"Senior, since you have lived for thousands of years, do you know how to cure the poison of the Millennium Snow Centipede?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the woman in white and felt a strange sense of familiarity. She mustered up her courage and asked.
Unexpectedly, the woman before her could understand her thoughts. She pressed her temples, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "I've forgotten everything else, but I still remember this. The Millennium Snow Centipede is extremely poisonous, containing strange cold and Evil Qi that cannot be countered by ordinary herbs. The Phoenix Divine Bird's Tears have the power to cure all poisons and cleanse all evil. If you find the Phoenix Tears, you should be able to cure this young hero."
It turned out that she had also realized that Ye Qinghui had been poisoned.
After saying that, she moved closer to Ye Zhenzhen and touched the Little Glutinous Rice Ball's forehead mole. Ye Zhenzhen's forehead began to glow with golden light again.
"Little girl, I smell a familiar scent on you. Someone is looking for you."
"It seems I'll soon receive my answer." She looked at her expectantly, her gaze seemingly looking through her to someone else.
The number of strange "she"s has increased again... Is the "she" mentioned by the Ten-Thousand-Year Bodhi Tree the same woman before us? And who exactly is the old friend this woman is waiting for?
Ye Zhenzhen felt that her little head was filled with big question marks.
Looking at the golden light shimmering between Ye Zhenzhen's brows, Ye Qingyao suddenly remembered that when the Heavenly Stairway was cut and everyone fell uncontrollably, she had touched Ye Zhenzhen's brow with her right hand in an attempt to catch her, and was even burned by a wave of heat.
Could it be that the scent the ghosts were talking about was the scent from between the Junior Sister's eyebrows?
The person the Ghost Guard have been searching for is actually their Junior Sister?
The woman in white simply beckoned, and their Flying Boat was lifted upwards by a surging, pure, and powerful white spiritual energy. Such immense spiritual energy came from at least a powerful being at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.
"You can go now." A rare smile appeared on her face.
"Senior, would you like to come with us?" Ye Qinghui called out.
"No need. I think the person I'm waiting for will arrive soon." A faint smile spread across the white-clad woman's lips, a smile that carried the hope of a thousand years of waiting.
When Ye Qinghui and his group's Flying Boat appeared on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness, Shen Xingyan and the others had already crossed the River of Forgetfulness and returned to the Heavenly Stairway where the Divine Descent. The group of Ghost Guard were still waiting for them on the shore.
"They're finally back!" The Long Nose couldn't contain his excitement and quickly called for the Ghost Guard beside him to come over, ready to snatch Ye Zhenzhen away at any moment.
However, to the Ghost Guard's utter surprise, Ye Qinghui and the others were enveloped in a layer of golden light as soon as they appeared on the shore, and then mysteriously disappeared right before their eyes.
How could this happen? Where did all these people go?