Chapter 412: Frog in the Well (1/2)
Xue Wei could feel that the energy that had penetrated deep into his dantian was different from the Qi he usually used.
The Vermilion Bird and the Azure Dragon spirits within his dantian almost started fighting one another for the sake of gaining most of the energy, but surprisingly enough, it was impossible for the two spirits to consume the energy. Their attempts proved futile and caused quite some frustration to the spirits.
Xue Wei almost burst out laughing seeing them like this; it was the first time he had seen the two aloof spirits within his dantian being so greedy.
At the same time, he understood that the energy was anything but ordinary in order to make them react like this.
”Thank you,” he said, heartfelt to Hui Yue. ”I am very grateful for the help you have given me. Although I doubt I will be able to return the favor, if you need me to help you, do not hesitate to ask for me.”
Hui Yue could see that Xue Wei was serious. He smiled slightly, but he did not reject his kindness.
”Who knows what might happen in the future,” Hui Yue said with a nod of his head, ”I might actually need your help one day, so I will be impolite and remember your promise.”
Xue Wei had been worried about Hui Yue not taking him seriously, so he was astonished when he heard how serious Hui Yue sounded.
”Well then, I will go and find Lan She,” Hui Yue said with a nod of his head, and suddenly a light breeze entered the room, after which the young white-haired man had vanished without a trace.
Xue Wei was not too shocked to see him vanishing like that, but he was once again motivated to increase his strength as soon as possible.
Previously he was unaware of the worlds beyond his own. He had thought that the apex of the world he lived within, was the highest he could ever reach, but now he knew that this world was but a small step towards the real adventure, towards the other worlds.
He was indeed a frog in a well.
He was feeling a strange sensation of yearning. These outside worlds, where everything was different. How could he not yearn for them?
He was tired of this world. He was tired of the constant battles, the people scheming, and the enmity between continents, or races. He wanted to spread his wings in a world where no one knew him, where he was not the Holy Son, where he was nothing special. Somewhere he could just be himself.