After hearing the old man's words, he felt that there might still be a chance for things to turn around. With a glimmer of hope, he looked at the old man and asked, "How is Yun'er now?"

"Alas, what kind of future do you see? Her current situation is probably not much different," the old man sighed.

"So, she still forgot?" Sui Xin murmured.

"Yes, and also, don't go looking for her after you leave. Her memories are very fragile right now, especially those about you. She could easily die from a broken soul," the old man said solemnly, repeating what Xiaoqing had just said to Suixin.

While the consequences may be a bit exaggerated, that's roughly the situation; it's best if the two don't see each other.

"It's alright, it'll only take ten years at most. If Xiyun isn't better by then, Xiaoqing will come down again, and Xiyun will definitely be recovered by then."

They have special medicines there specifically for dealing with such situations, but this time the preparations were insufficient, and they won't be able to return after going back. The old man himself is now just a remnant of his divine soul, which will dissipate on its own after a while.

That's why he can't see through Sui Xin's strangeness right now. If the real Sui Xin were to come, it wouldn't be so casual.

"Ten years? That's a long time," Sui Xin exclaimed.

"Oh dear, it's not that long, just play around and it'll pass by, don't worry about it," the old man comforted them. For them, ten years really wasn't a long time, it would just pass in the blink of an eye.

But things are different when it comes to following one's heart; I've only lived for a mere eighteen years.

Ten years is more than half of that.

Sui Xin shook his head, sighed, and stopped talking.

The old man originally wanted to ask more about what it meant to absorb life force at will, but seeing his expression, he lost interest, and besides, his time was almost up.

He looked at Suixin and said, "Remember that token, you have to come back."

Then, with a wave of his hand, he threw Suixin out of the Divine Realm and disappeared from the spot.

Outside the Divine Assembly, a large crowd had gathered, all of whom were prominent figures rarely seen in the sect.

In the middle is the old man from the cave, Tianheng.

Floating in front of him was Xi Yun, who was still unconscious, but her body was no longer in danger.

"Elder Tian, ​​have you come for Xi Yun?" Zheng Qiao asked respectfully.

The old man looked worried. "Sigh, it's a real headache. She's lost her memory and can't see anything related to Ye Suixin."

He briefly explained Xi Yun's situation to Zheng Qiao, but omitted anything about the woman, as there were too many people around.

Tianheng belatedly realized that his senior's task was not so simple; he could not appear in front of Ye Suixin, and he could not even mention her name.

However, she might relapse as soon as she comes into contact with any of the disciples in the sect, and they can't keep her locked up forever.

"Is that so?" Zheng Qiao asked, equally puzzled.