718 Entering The Supremes’ Residence Again! (2/2)

”Why not?” Ji Lingxi mumbled in disappointment after the initial shock, for she had not expected Yun Yang to reject her at all.

Yun Yang answered faintly, ”There are some places that only I can enter.”

Ji Lingxi scoffed and turned back to her room with a huff.

Waiting for Yun Yang to leave, she then followed him secretly.

'I don't believe that you'd be able to shake me off with my current cultivation base and skill!'

However, Yun Yang had indeed vanished after making a turn upon leaving. When Ji Lingxi caught up with him, there were no traces of the young man, not even a hint of his presence.

Stomping her foot in frustration, Ji Lingxi scolded, ”Damn it, I forgot that the bastard could manifest himself into various forms!”

She looked up into the sky full of wind and clouds, troubled. ”Which one of those is he? Is it the one that looks like a rabbit? Is it the one that's like a bear?”

Sigh, there were indeed things that could not be done easily just because one had a high cultivation base unless it was so sufficiently profound that no one and nothing could escape one's grasp…

Otherwise, it was just like these clouds. They would be whatever they could be…

…

The Residence of Nine Supremes, which rarely heard the footfalls of visitors, stood in majestic silence.

Yun Yang was manifested as a wisp of a cloud as he hovered in the air, observing the lofty structure before him that was thoroughly enveloped in a dense fog.

At this very moment, the past incidents flashed through his eyes just like the cloud he was manifested as, drifting by slowly. This time, he stayed for a long time beyond the walls of the residence before diving down.

Nostalgia would always grow stronger when one was too close to home. Yun Yang was experiencing similar emotions right now. Since he knew of the possibility of his brothers being alive, the grief accumulated within him had significantly reduced. Yet, as long as he came here, there was always an inexplicable sense of worry that inched into him.

After all, it was only a possibility that they were still alive. How real could the chances be? What if his guess was wrong?

A flurry of thoughts rose and fell alongside his emotions, the rollercoaster ride a train wreck inside the young man. In spite of it, he still had to face reality, no matter how perturbed he was.

In the Residence of Nine Supremes and in front of the room of his third elder brother, Supreme Wood, Yun Yang stood motionless for some time. When he cultivated the first stage of the Sacred Wood Spell, he pressed his palm onto the door.

The door opened soundlessly and like the doors previously, a fresh scent welcomed him.

Taken aback, Yun Yang lifted his head to take in a room filled with lush, green bonsai.

There were four racks that took up all four sides respectively. On each rack, there were three bonsai plants. They were all emerald and lush, exuding a rich air of vitality that belonged to exclusively to the plants. The sight was pleasant and relaxing, putting one's mind at ease.

It had been close to three years since anyone had ever entered this room. Naturally, no one took care of or watered these bonsai plants, yet all twelve of them were teeming in exuberance, without any signs of wilting. It was absurd.

Yun Yang was not too concerned about it. Giving the plants a quick glance, he shifted his focus onto the table. Other than the bonsai, this room only had a table and a chair. On top of the table, a letter had been placed neatly.

It was Supreme Wood's last will.

Yun Yang could still recall his third elder brother's warm gaze with so much clarity right now. It was like Supreme Wood never had a temper. He was always composed when he did things, unhurried but not slacking, and orderly with a good grasp of priority and timing.

Such a temperament was relatively unique among the brothers.

Having gathered for so many times over the years, the brothers never seemed to have seen their third brother lashing out. He was always gentle and caring towards all the other siblings. Every time they were beside their third brother, a sense of pleasant warmth would spread easily, even when there were no words said.

Yun Yang closed the door and softly paced to the table. Sitting down and taking in a deep breath, he finally stretched his hand out to pick the letter up, opening it carefully.