I waved my hand: “No matter.” More importantly, I was interested in him, “When do you plan to take her back? Surely you’re not waiting until she reaches Xian Yin Pavilion to act?”
Jian Chen paused, saying: “I’ll take her back tomorrow morning. I just hope the Divine Lord can return to the Divine Realm and make her give up on rebirth.”
“No.” I firmly stated, “Do you think all things in the world qualify for rebirth? Without an extremely powerful intention, one cannot communicate with the Divine Realm. Once a task is accepted, no matter who tries to stop me, this Divine Lord will complete it at all costs.”
Jian Chen’s eyes slightly froze, seeming to ponder for a long time before slowly saying: “Yu’er is already dead. Hua’er going to Xian Yin Pavilion will only find her grave.”
I was shocked, looking at him unexpectedly: “Bai Yu is dead?” I frowned, thinking about the small notebook.
Jian Chen nodded, his gaze subtly revealing a desolate color: “Before Yu’er died, she made me hide this. If Hua’er knew, she might be sad her entire life and unable to focus on cultivation.”
I said calmly: “Now that you and Bai Yu are not together, she might not be focused either.”
Jian Chen asked in a low voice: “Can the Divine Lord truly not return empty-handed?”
“Cannot.”
“Then we can only trouble the Divine Lord to continue in this mortal body.”
I glanced at him indifferently. For mortals to cultivate immortality, besides having a good foundation, one needs a pure mind. Though he developed an evil heart for his loved one, this suggests the path ahead of him is still long. Moreover, with his current physique, becoming immortal would be difficult.
Gou Hun was already accustomed to these cold words, looked at me for a long time, and then said: “Wait another half year, when it’s been a thousand years, I will tell you everything.”
I suddenly stopped in my tracks, the wind whistling past my ears, my voice trembling with anger: “Why are you telling me this sentence! Let the truth rot in your stomach.”
