The wind had stopped over the sea.
As Ji Meng approached, the waves subsided completely, until even the last ripple vanished.
The temperature plummeted. The once-endless, rolling sea sank into a stifling silence, as though something had pressed it down, leaving it unable to raise a single wave.
The Wuyou Evil God paid no attention to the changes around her. Her gaze remained fixed on the woman before her.
Ji Meng had stopped. She stood there, her skirts and long hair stirred by the cold, her clothes rustling faintly in the chilly wind. The silver bells in her hair swayed with it, chiming clearly from time to time.
It was the only sound around them.
Only after a long while did Ji Meng speak.
Her voice was quiet. "What you call yourself doesn't matter. What matters is that you seem to have taken the wrong path."
"Where did I go wrong?" The Wuyou Evil God's expression remained unchanged, her tone steady. "There are three thousand Great Daos and countless paths. Every path we tread has its appointed course. Your Great Dao reaches through heaven and earth, but my path has its own scenery. What is wrong with that?"
Ji Meng's expression did not change. There was only coldness.
She slowly raised a hand and pointed behind the Wuyou Evil God. "That is the direction of the person you're looking for. Your original path held only part of his trail."
She lowered her hand, her voice softening a little. "You're going the wrong way."
Both fell silent.
Over the sea, only the occasional chime of a silver bell remained.
The Wuyou Evil God stared at the woman before her and finally asked, "I heard you got married?"
Ji Meng did not answer.
The Wuyou Evil God continued, "Did he marry into