Having stored away the medicine he had prepared, Ye Yin asked, "Master, why did you make this medicine again, and why did you use your own Vital Energy to do so? What exactly is this medicine for?"
The man replied with a somewhat weak voice, "The last one, Mu Han threw away. This medicine..."
He looked down at the small medicine bottle in his hand and remained silent for a while before saying, "Ye Yin, do you think Yingying would blame me if I turned her into a demon?"
He had always been conflicted, continuously hesitating and struggling. A thousand years ago, it was because of the so-called separate paths of immortals and demons that, despite experiencing so much together, they still had not ended up together.
Having finally started over, he did not want to repeat the same mistakes because of this ridiculous notion of good and evil being incompatible, resulting in the current situation.
He truly could not endure Yingying staying by someone else’s side, smiling at someone else every day, living with someone else, and especially possibly falling for someone else—particularly if that person was Jun Moyan.
"Are you saying this medicine... is for your wife?"
"I don’t know if I should give it to her."
"If it was a thousand years ago, the lady would definitely not blame you."
"But you also said, that was a thousand years ago," replied the man, his voice and eyes filled with a poignant sorrow.
"Master, you have always respected your wife; you always ask her before doing anything. But this time, the situation is different. It may not be the best, but it’s a forced hand. Your wife and you have such a strong relationship, she wouldn’t blame you."
Hearing Ye Yin’s words, the man remembered all the beautiful moments he had shared with Yingying and couldn’t help but smile.
He was worrying too much; he shouldn’t be unconfident about their relationship.
Once opposed by everyone, they still desperately tried to break through all obstacles to be together.
Now, it was merely that Yingying had forgotten him; how could he give up so quickly and lose his composure?
The man composed himself and turned to Ye Yin, "Did you suddenly come back because something came up?"
"Master, the last person we’ve been looking for appeared tonight. He was roughly located in the Holy City."
"Really?" The man exclaimed excitedly, hope ignited in his heart.
"Hmm, but he disappeared again not long after," Ye Yin expressed with confusion and curiosity.
"Disappeared again? What do you mean?"
"I’m not sure either. I was certain I sensed his presence, but it only lasted a moment before the aura was suddenly concealed. I searched around the area several times, but I couldn’t sense it anymore."
"I’ll go and see it for myself."
"I will go with you, Master."
The two instantly vanished from the secret room and rapidly headed toward the Holy City.
Soon, Ye Yin led the man, reappearing on the rooftop they had stood on before.
Ye Yin pointed to the location where the aura had appeared and disappeared, saying, "It was roughly there."
The man looked in the direction Ye Yin pointed and, in a flash, disappeared from the rooftop.
However, after several rounds of searching, he found nothing.
Although they found nothing, the fact that it had appeared at all kept their hopes alive; they believed it wouldn’t be long before they found it.
When that time came, he would be able to regain his strength and return to the Demon Realm. All those who had hurt him and Yingying in the past would not escape.
Leaving Ye Yin to continue the search, the man hurried back to the Capital City...
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"Smack." Shangguan Yu slapped his chopsticks down on the table, kicked back his legs, and slumped in his chair.
Seeing that the other two ignored him, Shangguan Yu raised his voice and said again: