On the other side, the Grand Elder and his group were heading up Miscellaneous Peak. The heavy rain had not stopped, and the group even forgot to use their spiritual power to avoid the rain. Until they reached the foot of the mountain, the group was stopped by Wen Yu's barrier and barely managed to stop, and they all exerted their strength.
But by then it was already too late.
On the hilltop, Song Hui had already killed his way down to the last person around him. His fallen fellow disciples were scattered all around him, and he stood alone opposite Ye Ning.
The spirit sword in his hand had long lost its former glory, now dull and covered with countless cracks.
Song Hui did indeed defeat all those who came to compete with him, but he was no better off. He was soaked to the bone, his messy hair clung to his back, looking quite disheveled.
"May I go in to see her now?"
Song Hui stood alone among the corpses with his sword, his eyes filled with an extraordinary stubbornness.
Ye Ning smiled upon hearing Song Hui's words. Looking at Song Hui, who was still barely holding on, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but still spoke softly:
"sure,"
"You can go in and find her now."
As Ye Ning spoke, she seemed somewhat impatient for Song Hui to discover the truth.
If he goes inside and discovers that it was all a scam from beginning to end, will he be so angry that he kills her as well?
She couldn't help but secretly calculate in her heart, but there was not a trace of panic in her expression.
I just don't know if Yan Li has escaped to a safe place yet.
Upon hearing this, Song Hui's eyes lit up even more.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head, and looked at the small house that belonged to Yan Li, which was exactly the same as he remembered.
Want to become Daoist partners?
How could those people be worthy of walking alongside her?
In Song Hui's memory, on the day Yan Li entered the sect, he had confessed his feelings to her, but he never expected that his feelings would be unrequited.
"But I don't like you. My Daoist partner, Yan Li's partner, can only be a strong one. Fellow Daoist Song, you should focus your mind on cultivation."
At that time, he had not yet entered the path of ruthlessness, and upon hearing this, he was at a loss as to how to salvage the situation. He wanted to ask her why she didn't like him.
Although he wasn't the strongest in the sect at the time, he was still one of the best. Before going to see her, Song Hui never even thought he would be rejected.
He believed that he was quite good-looking, and even more so than his peers.
He even attained the Golden Core at the age of twenty-one.
Given time, he may very well become a powerful figure in the region.
But Yan Li didn't give him a chance to finish speaking, and turned around and went straight back to the small house on the miscellaneous servants' peak.
Song Hui thought that his sincerity was not enough, so he waited under the tree in front of her house, hoping that she would come out and ask for another chance for him.
But this wait lasted a whole day and night.
He didn't know if Yan Li in that room knew, but many fellow disciples coming and going had seen his actions.
—'Hilarious! Does he really think he's some kind of hot commodity, that everyone wants to like him?'
"Do you think she'll remember him?"
"Remember what? Countless people come here looking for her every day. Does she expect to remember everyone?"
'His approach is outdated.'
'Didn't someone wait outside her door for three days and three nights last time? She still didn't come out, did she?'
Those harsh words flooded his ears like a tidal wave, seeping into his heart and taking root there. He couldn't forget them, nor could he shake them off.
In just a moment, his face turned deathly pale, and he froze like a stone at the entrance of the sect, unable to move his legs or speak.
How could he be like those people?
Although Song Hui had feelings for Yan Li, he also had a strong sense of pride. Being humiliated in public and seeing that the door was still closed, he immediately wished he had never looked for her.
Not long after returning, in order to dispel the rumors, he decided to devote himself to the ruthless path, firstly to silence the gossip, and secondly to forget her.
However, as time went by, although his cultivation improved, he still could not forget that day, nor could he forget her.
Song Hui repeatedly told himself to wait a little longer, until he was stronger enough to be qualified to go to her.
She had no reason to refuse him anymore.
To Song Hui's surprise, Yan Li suddenly decided to publicly select a Daoist partner, and even held an open selection process.
Didn't she say that only the strongest were qualified to be her Daoist partner? How come now just anyone has the potential to become her Daoist partner?
So he decided to come with the group to look for her.
Until they reached the top of the mountain.
After Ye Ning said those words.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As Song Hui approached the room, his heart began to race, and he couldn't help but imagine Yan Li's expression when she saw him.
Are you surprised?
Or has she already completely forgotten about me?
Thinking of this, he reached out his hand, which trembled slightly. He hesitated for a while before finally placing it on the tightly closed door.
After another pause, he pushed with a little force.
The next moment, Song Hui froze on the spot.
Yan Li's house is actually not big; in fact, many people would describe it as dilapidated and small.
Therefore, once the door is opened, the entire room can be seen clearly, with no blind spots.
The room was empty; there was no sign of Yan Li, not even a single living creature in sight.
Song Hui was momentarily stunned, his mind filled with what Ye Ning had said before.
In just a moment, he turned around, looked at Ye Ning not far away, and almost subconsciously asked, "Where is she?"
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