1962 Making Their Way Towards the Spirits 8 (1/2)

Just as Qu Ling Yue was stepping onto the horse carriage, her gaze fell onto the figure of Jun Wu Xie at the very last second, to bid her a silent farewell.

At that same moment, Bai Yun Xian was seated in a carriage, to look at Mo Qian Yuan who was seated by the window. Her gaze hovered upon him, hiding feelings that no one knew about. But those feelings were tinged with a sliver of helplessness, similar to what he was feeling through the window, as he looked upon Jun Wu Xie.

Jun Wu Xie stood shoulder to shoulder beside Jun Wu Yao outside the city, to see off the Lower Realm's army of fifty thousand, family and companions as they departed.

It was a grand contingent, as they marched into the horizon under the setting sun, to gradually disappear from Jun Wu Xie's sight.

That night, Jun Wu Xie slept deeply. In her dreams, she seemed to have returned to the Lower Realm, back to the Lin Palace. She thought she might have seen Jun Xian seated within the main hall, his face filled with a harmonious smile and felt as if she had seen another soul behind him that was named as ”Father”.

It was the same night that Jun Wu Yao could not find peaceful sleep. He sat under the moonlight in the courtyard, his brows tightly locked together.

”Lord Jue, could Young Miss' soul be…..” Ye Mei asked as he looked at the expression on Jun Wu Yao's face, feeling a little worried.

With Jun Wu Yao's powers, how could he possibly become tired just from dragging out a few souls from the companions?

There must be some issue concerning the Young Miss' soul.

”Little Xie is the same as me.” Jun Wu Yao suddenly raised his head up to say as he looked up at the bright moon hanging high above in the sky, a sliver of delight rising up among the frustration in his eyes.

He finally understood why their short period of interaction had caused him to not want to leave her anymore.

It had seemed so right from the start, they were the same.

”What?” Ye Mei was slightly taken aback.

”This information must not be spread, and it must not be mentioned to her.” Jun Wu Yao's eyes glinted sharply as he ordered.