Chapter 60

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"...Just like that, tell Wan Shao that I have safely returned to the realm of cultivation. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll find time to visit Bi Luo Huang Quan soon, so she doesn't need to worry."

After leaving Tianwai Tian, I unexpectedly contacted the Night Crow from Bi Luo Huang Quan. The young demon clan member was flapping his wings and clutching my arm, crying and fussing, which pulled me somewhat out of my sorrowful mood. From him, I learned that Bi Luo Huang Quan had been very anxious since I had lost contact.

"I understand," the Night Crow said, wiping the excited tears from his bird-like face. "Can't Lord Can Zhe come back with us now?"

"..." I paused for a moment and shook my head. "I can't. I have some important matters to attend to in the next few days."

The Night Crow pouted and hesitantly prepared to fly away, turning back three times.

"Wait—"

Called back suddenly, the Night Crow was overjoyed and hurriedly turned around. "Has Lord Can Zhe changed her mind?"

"...No, it's nothing. You can go."

Though I appeared somewhat contemplative and hesitant, I waved my hand gently, making the Night Crow feel dejected. He lingered for a while, but I seemed lost in thought, and didn't call him back again. Seeing this, he could only take flight, quickly invigorated by the thought of bringing the good news of my safe return back to Bi Luo Huang Quan, diligently flying away.

Unaware, I rubbed my forehead, but couldn't shake the worries that lingered there.

I had initially thought about telling Wan Shao about Yun Duan, but quickly dismissed the idea. After all, this was a matter between me and Yun Duan; it was ultimately up to me to make the decision.

As for why this thought had suddenly crossed my mind... Perhaps it was because I had been too tangled up in my emotions. I really wanted to hear someone else's opinion.

But what kind of advice did I want from Wan Shao, anyway?

After the Night Crow left and I was alone again, I walked silently through the quiet night, with only the sound of my footsteps echoing in the street.

If Wan Shao found out, she would probably suggest something irresponsible like, "Just do something that makes you happy."

If only things could be resolved this easily. I could return to Yun Duan, even back to Qing Yu; Wan Shao might generously allow me to leave Bi Luo Huang Quan. Perhaps the news of Can Zhe's return would cause quite a stir in the realm of cultivation, but none of that mattered to me. As long as I could be with Yun Duan, that was enough to make me happy—

Yet there were always some undeniable issues blocking my path, like the blood I had tasted before and my increasingly frail body, all clamoring to tell me: this road is impassable.

I chuckled softly to myself, stopping in my tracks. The smile faded quickly.

"...Qin Yi, you really are hard to shake off."

I spoke wearily, and a sudden chuckle echoed through the quiet street. From the shadowy corner ahead, a figure slowly emerged, walking calmly into the middle of the road. It was a night without stars or moon, and I summoned a ball of fire to illuminate the mocking face of the person opposite me.

"Previously interrupted by that woman, Nan Shuang, I put our matters on hold, but I haven't given up on them."

Qin Yi seemed to casually stretch his wrist, but I immediately felt the air around us turn chilly, a dense aura of death gathering, indicating that he had come prepared.

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