"Uncle, please don't say that. Although I also hope he becomes human, I don't agree with what you're saying about the Little Prince. I believe him. If he really becomes human, it must be because something happened, or he has some other reason. He wouldn't just leave without saying goodbye. If you keep saying that, I won't forgive you. Humph!" If the Little Prince really did become human, Wan'er would be happy for him. But in her heart, she longed even more to see him, to see what he looked like, and to hear his explanation.
"You, I was just saying." Mercury stretched out his hand defiantly, before he could make any move.
"Slap!" Wan'er had already slapped her hand over and hit Mercury's arm.
"Why did you hit me? You have no respect for elders and no sense of propriety. I'm just stating the facts, and you still won't listen. What difficulties could he possibly have? He's awake, so why did he leave without saying goodbye? Is this how you treat your benefactor?"
Mercury rubbed the spot where he had been hit with his other hand, looking back at Wan'er defiantly, as if his guess was already an indisputable fact.
"Uncle, please don't make wild guesses, okay? The little prince isn't that kind of person. Even if he wakes up, even if he takes human form, he's not what you think." Remembering how the little prince had risked his life to save her several times, Wan'er certainly didn't believe he would leave without saying goodbye.
But what is the truth?
At this moment, Hua Motian, his eyes filled with gloom and melancholy, stood atop a high mountain in the suburbs.
How do I get back to the spirit world? He reached out and touched the spirit jade, trying to summon something, but the vast blue sky and the rustling wind seemed to ignore his calls. He could only gaze helplessly at the sky.
He was somewhat bewildered. Several times he tried to concentrate, but he was unable to gather his spiritual power. Even if he ran to the top of this mountain, he could not open the passage between the human world and the spirit world.
Hua Motian! Are you out of your mind? Even if you could go back today, what difference would it make? Wen Long used every trick in the book to take away your position, and then he went after you mercilessly, burying you in the most desolate place...
Going back now would be suicide. I need to rest and recuperate, restore my spiritual power, devise a plan, and wait for the right opportunity to avoid making the same mistake again.
A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit. Caution and prudence are fundamental to success. Hua Motian! You can't act so impulsively. Only through careful planning can you achieve victory.
If only I had been calm back then, I wouldn't be in this mess now. It's time to reflect on my actions. Now that fate has given me a chance, I can't let it go to waste...
"Whoosh!" The mountain breeze, carrying a slight chill, brushed against Mo Tian's face, ruffled his blue hair, and made his mind exceptionally clear.
Mo Tian looked away and turned to look behind him. He was standing on a patch of withered grass.
So he sighed softly, his knees buckled, and he sat cross-legged on the grass, closing his eyes...
"Mo Tian, remember your mission."
"If we suffer calamity in the future, we must find the other owner of the protective jade. Only by merging the two and activating the jade's maximum energy can we maintain peace in all other worlds..." Grandpa's voice echoed in my mind.
It was Grandpa; that's what he instructed. But what does that mean? The Spirit Jade has another owner—could it be the little girl from the dream?
Who is she? Since she could give me the spirit jade and call me "Brother Mo Tian" so often, it's impossible that we haven't met before. But in my memory, there has never been such a girl.
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