When Li Yan learned the news, his heart filled with melancholy as well. He knew Bai Rou must have gone out this time to look for Shuang Qingqing.
The once timid and gentle Bai Rou—from the great war against the Devil Race, to the later moment when the Wangliang Sect's mountain gate in the lower realm had hung by a thread, then to that life-and-death journey to Yellow Springs City, all the way until now—still looked soft and delicate on the outside.
But Bai Rou's heart had long since grown strong. She simply had never liked showing it, letting those familiar with her know that within her heart, she had her own silent persistence.
Li Yan knew Bai Rou's combat strength would certainly far exceed what was normal for an early Spirit Transformation cultivator. But for someone of her cultivation to go out, and to cross vast great domains at that, was still fraught with danger.
Fortunately, when he had brought her back from the Five Immortals Sect, he had already begun letting her temper herself outside along the way. Otherwise, with only decent strength, given Bai Rou's past experience, she would have been extremely easy to ambush and ensnare.
Li Yan still had many worries. And with Bai Rou gone, plus the fact that Li Yan himself would also leave the sect later, if the two of them wanted to meet again someday, who knew what year or month that would be!
At a certain moment, before Li Yan's eyes, he seemed to see again that woman dressed all in white, stepping on white clouds as she drifted away from the Wangliang Sect. She did not look back again...
One month after Li Yan and the others returned, they held the grand wedding for Li Zhaoyan and Ling Qingyun.