An Ning and I walked out of Hanging Peak Ancient Temple in a daze.
Then, following Huixin's instructions, we counted down from the very top step.
We counted each step as we descended, all the way to the ninety-ninth, then stood there and waited quietly.
Clouds and mist still wreathed the mountain. Although there were more steps and a path, they were rather narrow, with sheer cliffs beyond their edges.
How could we possibly see Gongsun Jing and the Ghost King here?
"Could it be... they came here to live in seclusion in the mountains?"
An Ning looked at me and voiced her guess.
I thought it wasn't impossible. These two had lived through a thousand years, seeking each other out even after reincarnation. Perhaps they were already together in this life, living as a couple deep in the mountains.
Our era was a good one, after all. People were free to love and marry, and no one would criticize them.
But that was assuming these two were ordinary people after reincarnating, right?
Could ordinary people really ride the clouds and mist?
An Ning and I looked all around, even lying down at the cliff's edge to peer over, then stubbornly waited there for an hour.
Finally, An Ning seemed to have a revelation. She pointed at the cliff's edge and said, "Could they have tried to climb up here to meet us, then accidentally lost their footing and fallen to their deaths again?"
I nodded. "Theoretically, that's possible, but they probably wouldn't be that brain-dead."
Why climb up here instead of taking the mountain path? They weren't Spider-Man.
I felt that Master Huixin must have been hinting at something.
Especially with his final words: "If one is not burdened by appearances, the Great Luo Heaven lies right before one's