Ning Qi opened his eyes.
His heart was filled with joy.
"Has your eighth senior uncle woken up?"
The White Ape scratched his head and said:
"It doesn’t seem to be the eighth senior uncle; it’s that girl, Lan Yiyi."
Ning Qi’s figure flickered, and he disappeared from the Seeking Tao Institute. With his hands behind his back, as if shrinking the earth to an inch, he appeared outside the Bright Martial Pavilion in a few breaths.
"Senior brother, is there a problem?" Seeing Luo Wentian, he imdiately asked.
Luo Wentian shook his head:
"Miss Yiyi wants to see you."
With that said,
he respectfully left with Taoist Longshan.
Inside the Bright Martial Pavilion, only Lan Yiyi and Ning Qi were left.
Ning Qi was slightly startled, a bit puzzled. As he approached the Profound Ice Jade Bed, he saw that Lan Yiyi was already awake, standing dazedly by the bedside, staring blankly at Qin Yun’s face. At this mont, Qin Yun’s complexion was much rosier, and he could sense a mysterious power brewing within him.
"Miss Yiyi," Ning Qi said softly.
"You’re here?" Lan Yiyi glanced at Ning Qi, then said, "Rest assured, everything is going smoothly. The Shared Destiny Gu child Gu has been implanted into Qin Yun. In another month or two, the child Gu will transfer life force to him, and he will be able to wake up."
Ning Qi’s heart relaxed, and he imdiately said:
"Thank you, Miss Yiyi. This ti, eighth senior brother being able to wake up is all thanks to your generous help. I will rember this kindness in my heart."
Lan Yiyi just chuckled and shook her head:
"I did it willingly."
Ning Qi sighed lightly in his heart and said:
"Is there anything Miss Yiyi wants to tell by calling here?"
Lan Yiyi slowly turned around and, for the first ti, carefully observed Ning Qi. Her eyes inevitably reflected a trace of surprise, as the young Taoist in front of her had an extraordinary deanor, even more outstanding than many Celestial Human Realm elites she had t. She could roughly sense the unusualness of the young man before her.
She let out a deep breath and slowly said:
"Qin Yun... he actually ntioned you to ."
Ning Qi’s body trembled, but he didn’t interrupt.
Lan Yiyi’s eyes drifted slightly as she fell into mories:
"He told so things from back then... He said how happy he was when he first saw you co up the mountain, that he could finally be a senior brother... He told he wanted to beco the best in the world, to fulfill his master’s wish, to revitalize True Martial, and he had always worked hard..."
"He told he regretted everything back then, that he felt he hadn’t been a good senior brother or a good disciple..."
"He said he went astray and didn’t know if he could ever return. If he had the chance, he wanted to apologize to you in person."
Ning Qi listened, feeling extrely complex inside.
Over the years, he often thought about the past. He sotis wondered if not hiding his realm from Qin Yun back then would have prevented all of this from happening, but it’s all unknowable. His comprehension was unparalleled, but human nature is not controllable.
Ning Qi softly said:
"Thank you."
Lan Yiyi shook her head:
"I just wanted to tell you how Qin Yun has felt over the years. He made mistakes, but he suffered too. If possible, I hope you can forgive him."
Ning Qi gazed at Qin Yun’s aged face, lost in thought, as if seeing the excitent of the handso young man from eleven years ago when he first climbed the mountain.
"Don’t worry, I’ve never blad the eighth senior brother. Perhaps I also had problems. Now that everything has a chance to be redone, we’ll all cherish it well."
Lan Yiyi smiled, and even through the black veil, one could sense her relief.
"Since that’s the case, I should be heading down the mountain too."
Ning Qi solemnly said:
"No matter what, this ti, it’s thanks to Miss Yiyi for eighth senior brother’s matter. Consider indebted to you. If you ever need anything in the future, feel free to write to ."
The Southern Border is the Southern Border; Lan Yiyi is Lan Yiyi. He could distinguish between the two.
Lan Yiyi was surprised, then her eyes curved in a smile:
"Okay!"
She didn’t take Ning Qi’s promise to heart, only feeling that her efforts and hard work had been recognized.
Ning Qi walked out of the Bright Martial Pavilion with Lan Yiyi.
The figures of the two disappeared, but they didn’t notice the faint tear marks falling on Qin Yun’s aged face.
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