Chapter 993 Extra: Lonely Travel
One year later.
The painting spirit, who had always stayed in the demon realm, suddenly made the decision to leave.
"Why are you leaving all of a sudden?" Ye Fei asked him, puzzled.
Hua Ling swirled the wine glass a few times, then lazily raised her clear eyes to meet hers: "I've been staying with you for over a year, and life has been so leisurely that I've almost forgotten I'm a spirit."
Ye Fei: "..."
Ye Fei was speechless: "You're not happy with a leisurely life?"
As if struck by a thought, she asked again, "Could it be that Li Yuan is trying to get rid of you?"
Now it was Hua Ling's turn to fall silent.
His silence was tantamount to consent in Ye Fei's eyes, so she immediately stood up: "I'll go teach him a lesson..."
Before she could finish speaking, Hua Ling gently tugged at her sleeve.
Ye Fei turned to look at him, only to see the young man smile at her and say, "It was my own decision, and it has nothing to do with Li Yuan."
"The reason?" Ye Fei frowned.
Hua Ling loosened her sleeve, her fingertips tracing the rim of the wine glass a few times, and whispered, "My creator gave me life, allowing me to drink from all the world's clear springs and dews. It is because of this that I can observe every human being, learn from them, and 'become' human."
"I thought I had learned it very thoroughly, but you saw right through me. My understanding over the years is actually... nothing at all."
At this point, Hua Ling's eyes lit up: "So, I want to go back to learning. Even though I'm not human, I want to truly become a person."
Ye Fei stared at him intently.
After a moment of silence, Ye Fei said, "Just you?"
The spirit nodded: "Only myself."
Aren't you lonely?
"Everyone experiences and enjoys loneliness."
Seeing his insistence, Ye Fei nodded: "Since you have made your choice, I will say nothing more."
As she spoke, she picked up another glass of wine from the table and raised it to him: "Go, head towards where your heart desires, and have a safe journey."
Hua Ling lightly clinked her wine glass against hers and joked, "If I can't stay outside any longer, you must take me in again... Your Highness Fei."
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Lingyun Kingdom, Wanjian Sect.
It snowed heavily in the early morning.
Mu Jingshen dressed neatly and wiped his sword with a white cloth.
His handsome face was reflected on the gleaming blade of the sword.
A faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon.
It was getting light.
Mu Jingshen sheathed his sword, bid farewell to Sect Leader Lin Zhan, his master, and the elders, and then left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
At the city gate, Mu Jingshen exhaled a breath of white air and gazed towards the distant north.
He heard hurried footsteps behind him. Mu Jingshen was startled and turned around to see Huang Rongyu.
"I heard that my father has sent you to the Northern Continent on a mission..."
Huang Rongyu walked up to Mu Jingshen and met his eyes: "Are you really sure about this?"
Mu Jingshen closed his eyes briefly, then opened them, his gaze resolute: "I've made up my mind."
"Although the Holy Church has been destroyed, I will continue to fulfill the heavy responsibility of protecting the royal family."
Huang Rongyu paused, then sighed, "If you leave, you won't be back for at least nine or ten years. If you just say the word, I can ask Father Emperor for permission..."
Mu Jingshen shook his head and gently placed his hands on Huang Rongyu's shoulders: "We have known each other for so many years, and regardless of your status as the Third Prince, you have done more than enough for me."
"I'll consider this another experience in my life."
Huang Rongyu looked at him: "Is it really okay for you to only have your own experiences to go through?"
Mu Jingshen smiled slightly: "Didn't you also go out to train alone before? There's nothing wrong with being alone."
He gripped his sword in one hand and waved the other hand casually at him: "I'm leaving now, until we meet again."
Huang Rongyu watched Mu Jingshen leave in silence.
His figure gradually disappeared into the swirling snow, as if melting into the snowflakes.
This is a solitary journey, a journey with no one accompanying me.
From now on, perhaps only the gentle breeze and dew will keep me company.
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