°•Chapter 023: Master Feels Like His Life is Short°•
Mo Huai had only been in the Nether Blood Realm for three years, and he had already broken through to the Great Ascension stage. Now, he had fully recovered his cultivation from his previous life.
As time passed, his hatred for Yu Xuezhi grew stronger, and so did his longing for the celestial being.
It had been three years, he wondered how the celestial being was doing now.
Twenty-one-year-old Mo Huai had shed his youthful naivety, his tall and slender figure, his cold and handsome face, and his pair of inky eyes were deep and captivating.
It was hard to believe that beneath such a handsome face, his soul had already rotted and fallen.
And all of this was thanks to Yu Xuezhi, he had ruined his life twice.
Before he left the Nether Blood Realm, his savior, Miss Ziyi, gave him a jade artifact.
Stillness Soul.
Looking at the crystal-clear water drop jade pendant in front of him, Mo Huai's expression was cold, "What does this mean?"
Miss Ziyi, with her lifeless eyes, 'stared' at the young man she had saved three years ago, and said softly, "You were originally the most perfect god-demon body, but now the demonic nature has overshadowed the divine nature. This Stillness Soul can help you return to your original self."
Mo Huai looked down at the blind woman in front of him, with a hint of a smile, "Are you saying I've gone mad? How is that possible, in the previous life..."
Mo Huai didn't finish his sentence. Seeing Miss Ziyi stubbornly holding the spirit bead, Mo Huai had to take it and casually put it in his bosom.
But he didn't take her words about the heart demon to heart. He hadn't gone mad in the previous life, so how could he in this life? Besides, he had the celestial being, even if he went mad, the celestial being would be his salvation.
And now, he was going to meet the master who had left an indelible mark on his heart.
Meanwhile, Yu Xuezhi didn't get up from his lounge chair until nightfall. He was truly living a life of idleness and waiting for death.
As he stood up, a pair of long arms reached out to support him.
"Master, the Sect Leader's birthday is in two days, should we prepare any gifts from our Thousand Victory Peak?"
"Oh! So soon?" Yu Xuezhi slapped his head, realizing that he had been living a carefree life for another year.
He could only mumble, "You've been in charge of Thousand Victory Peak all these years, this time is the same, you can take care of it."
Yu Xuezhi looked at the young man in front of him with satisfaction. His childish face had become handsome, and his once arrogant and domineering personality had long since changed. Now, Meng Yu was an indispensable right-hand man for Yu Xuezhi.
For the past two years, Yu Xuezhi had been bedridden, so naturally, Thousand Victory Peak was entrusted to Meng Yu, and he did not disappoint Yu Xuezhi. He managed Thousand Victory Peak in an orderly manner, saving Yu Xuezhi a lot of worry.
"Yes, then I'll go discuss it with the other celestial beings." Meng Yu looked at Yu Xuezhi's weary expression, a wave of heartache washed over him. He still didn't know what had happened three years ago.
When he brought Yu Xuezhi back to the Cloud Sea Peak, he learned that Yu Xuezhi had suffered such a serious injury.
And the scar on his face, because it was caused by a cold blade, even though he had been carefully nursing it for years, it still left a faint scar, making Meng Yu feel heartache every time he saw it.
"Alright, go ahead."
After Yu Xuezhi nodded, Meng Yu helped him back to his room and then turned to go to the Jade Vault Peak.
Over the past three years, when Yu Xuezhi was not able to handle affairs, it was Dongfang Xu who assisted him, which made him think differently about Dongfang Xu.
Therefore, he had developed a habit of going to Dongfang Xu to discuss any matter he couldn't decide on.
As he walked into the Xiangshui Human Realm, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past. Meng Yu immediately stopped in his tracks, turning around in confusion. There was nothing there, had he been mistaken?
Meng Yu didn't think much of it and went inside to discuss the birthday gift with Dongfang Xu before returning home.
As soon as Meng Yu left, a black figure slowly emerged from hiding.
It was Mo Huai, who had secretly sneaked into the Cloud Sea Peak.
Mo Huai looked at this place he had been longing for, his heart filled with mixed emotions. It had been three years, he was finally back.
The person who left just now... was Meng Yu?
Could it be that the celestial being had been living under Yu Xuezhi's control all these years?
Thinking of this possibility, Mo Huai couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
He was afraid of going home, Mo Huai didn't dare to go see the celestial being just like that. He had caused trouble for the celestial being, and now he hadn't even avenged himself, how could he face the celestial being?
In the end, Mo Huai reluctantly took one last look at the Xiangshui Human Realm where Dongfang Xu lived, then resolutely turned and left.
A few days later, Yu Xuezhi dressed up and attended Sect Leader Lin Qi's birthday banquet. This was the first time he had come out to participate in a collective event in three years.
Before leaving, Yu Xuezhi felt his right eye twitching continuously. He comforted himself that superstition was not good, then he walked into the Morning Sun Peak in a state of anxiety.
As soon as he entered the hall, Yu Xuezhi was captivated by a familiar yet strange figure.
He widened his eyes in horror, even doubting that the cold poison had invaded his brain and caused him to have hallucinations.
The young man with his back to him sensed his gaze and slowly turned his head, his cold gaze pierced Yu Xuezhi's fragile heart like a poison needle.
"Master, I'm back."
"Mo... Mo Huai?!" Yu Xuezhi was stunned by the figure who suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't believe it and muttered in disbelief.
"It's been three years, how have you been, Master?"
Looking at the resentment hidden in Mo Huai's eyes, Yu Xuezhi instantly felt like his life was short.
How was this possible, wasn't it said in the original work that Mo Huai was going to study abroad for five years, how come he came back so soon!
"How did you..."
Before Yu Xuezhi could finish his question, he was interrupted by Mo Huai's cold gaze, "Disciple fell off a cliff three years ago, and because I was always thinking of Master, I risked my life to come back."
