She was happy, happy that she could see what her child had experienced after her death.
In this world, perhaps she alone could receive such treatment...
Her heart also ached, ached for the child before her, who had fallen into this state for the sake of the world.
She saw the feelings the unborn child in her belly held for the man before her, and she also saw the entanglement between him and that child of hers...
He owed no one anything, yet he owed her child.
Love was far too difficult to untangle. She had no intention of intervening, either. She merely gazed at Su Mo's careworn appearance and sighed deeply. "Why did you come here?"
Su Mo lowered his head and spoke.
"I... wanted to go home..."
"But I came to the wrong time..."
He wanted to go home, but he had come to the wrong time...
This was his home, but it was not the stretch of the Long River he wanted to reach.
Listening to Su Mo, the corners of the Phoenix Venerable's eyes reddened.
Knowing the whole story, she had come to regard Su Mo as her own child, too...
She seemed to understand a little of the bitterness in Su Mo's heart.
What, exactly, had a mere scholar experienced to make him travel upstream against the Long River just to go home?
At the same time, in Su Mo's memories, she had also seen her own end, that predetermined end.
She must still have failed to survive Nirvana.
Once a member of the Phoenix clan bore offspring, she could no longer survive Nirvana...
If the people of this world already knew their own ending, would any of them still be able to walk toward it?
The Phoenix Venerable looked at her belly, raised her